Treasures

As I have been trying to organize and pack a few things, I discovered Kiahra's poetry she wrote in the 4th grade. I am duplicating her work for you enjoyment...exactly as it was written.

By: Kiahra Klinghagen
To: my sister
snow angel

Snow Ballet

I love Crisp Cold wintery day,
When snowflakes dance a snow ballet,
They leap and hop and frisk and swirl.
They swing and shape and bob and whirl.
Their costumes are shiny dimond-bright.
Thay Dance by day and dance by night
The sky's their stage, the shows for free.
Its one more gift from earth to me.

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I dream in the sky
as days go by
the gift of winter
the gift of marshmellow snow