Winter Morning

by Carys Davies aged 10

Winning Poem

I ask no lovelier thing
Than this winter morning:
See how the sparrow bounces on the thin branch,
Its feathers fluffing up against the chill;
See how the sun hides, peeping
Like the dying embers of a beach fire,
While jolly Winston-Churchill-clouds
Skip across the crisp, white sky.
Look! The deep red holly berries glint
Like Santa’s rosy cheeks
As my mind fills with Christmas
Hopes and dreams.

One Response to “Winter Morning”

  • Laila baines

    When I read that I was thinking oh my god that is AMAZING no wonder it’s a winning poem! 🤩

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