Poems

I took a poetry class at my school last year. We wrote a lot of poems in class and I enjoy writing poetry still. Here is a poem I wrote for an assignment.


Frozen Fun


Morning ice
And crisp white snow.
Two sticks,
Buried beneath the surface,
Used to further the fun.
Batting a clod of dirt,
Across the uneven ice field,
We played until our toes
Were frozen with cold.
The score didn’t matter.
When the day grew dark,
We scurried toward the warm house,
Leaving behind
The lonely frozen pond.

My word processor capitalizes every line so it's kinda hard to fix lol.