by Jessica Spencer, age 12
Winter seduced the leaves off,
And gave the ground a jewelled mantle.
The lake froze when she laughed,
Trees wore her rings,
And the rabbits slept with her dreams.
She danced through the forest,
She sang crystal songs,
Her laugh was a peal of bells,
She told tales of love,
And everyone adored her.
Only the birds saw through her laugh,
They fled south, out of her icy grip.
The flocks were afraid,
Because the man she danced with,
Was death.
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