December

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Poetry by children

By Manna Mariam Shibu

While we slept the night away.
Soft, white snowflakes are falling.
Floating silently across the earth, without making a
sound.
The Robin flying far to eastbound
“Wake and see,” she said merrily and flew
We all rise up and hurriedly dress before rushing out
With glistening eyes and a rosy flush on the cheeks
We scream to its peak
“Hooray, it’s December!
The time of the year we splendor

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