Snowed In On Green Hill Farm

After another snowstorm last weekend, I thought I would share a few winter poems and pictures. Stay warm! ๐Ÿ™‚

fourth generation farmgirl

Acrostic poetry by Tonya R. Hengerer

โ€œSnowโ€

Softly fallingโ€“

Not a sound,

Only

Whirling, whirling to the ground.

โ€œWinterโ€

When

Icy, cold weather

Naturally interrupts

The warmth

Enjoyed upon Earth

Radiated by the sun.

โ€œShovelโ€

Something with which one

Heaves snow

Out of the way; a

Very useful,

Everyday toolโ€“mostly

Languishing in a shed until winter.

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