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Haiku

The snow slowly drifting to the ground like steady confetti.The winter breeze gushes past my cheek like a wind blower.The smell of crispy roast dinner invades my body like a cold.The sound of hail banging on my window is like meteorites.The gentle pitter pattering of snow on my hand feels like being  in a calm storm of relaxation.The feel of trudging through elegant snow is like walking through water.

2 Responses to “Haiku”

  1. I really like your poem and all the vocabulary you used.

  2. I like how you used special vocabulary and added lots of description. Why is your poem called Haiku? Maybe next time you can explain what’s ACTUALLY happening.

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