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1 " There's a leaf clinging fast toa branch,though withered, it somehow holds on,and a single bird singing its song,though all of its kindred have gone.And as long as that little leaf stays,and as long as that stubborn bird sings,then autumn remains in the world,and winter must wait in the wings. "
― Jack Prelutsky , It's Snowing! It's Snowing!: Winter Poems
2 " A snowflake fell into my hand,a tiny, fragile gem,a frosty crystal flowerletwith petals, but no stem.I wondered at the beautyof its intricate design,I breathed, the snowflake vanished,but for moments, it was mine. "
3 " My Snowman sadly bowed his head in March, one sunny day, and this is what he softly said before he went away: 'In the middle of December I was handsome, round, and tall, now I hardly can remember those December days at all. Oh my stomach's started shrinking, I am losing all my form, and I'm thinking as I'm shrinking that I wish it weren't warm. I can feel my shoulders stooping as my body's getting thin, my nose has started drooping and my mouth has lost its grin, I am surely getting shorter, there is little left of me, my head is but a quarter of the size it used to be. I am getting hard of hearing and my vision's little use, for my ears are disappearing and my eyes are coming loose. Through the icy weeks of winter I stood prouder than a king, now I'm thinner than a splinter, winter's melting into spring!' "
