Winter haiku

I can hear the smash of snow

flying with the wind round and


I can see the light of the sun

lighting through the leafless trees,

I can taste the delicious hot

chocolate warming my shuddering, cold body,

I can touch the hot water

dripping on my freezing fingers making

me very warm and my blanket

makes me very cosy

I can smell the fresh, oiled chicken

opened from the oven

I can hear the tweeting of the robins

on the trees and they fly round and


I can see the dogs running

about in the snow and jumping


I can smell the fish that

I catch from ice water.

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