Poems by: Grace Keener

Christmas
I see the beautiful shining Christmas tree
I smell the delicious hot cocoa
I hear the shuffling of cramped feet
I taste the beautiful cookie I snuck from the counter
I touch the crisp wrapping paper as I tear open my last present.

Snow
The children laughing and playing
Excited for tomorrow
Families inside getting thighs ready
While the children are in the snow.