Wake up, wake up,
The clouds are giving birth.
It’s cold, it’s white, it’s raw,
It’s wonderful amazing snow.
The ground turns white,
The schools shut down.
Children come out to play,
It’s wonderful awesome snow.
Icicles start forming,
The temperature drops below zero
Houses start to get covered,
It’s wonderful playful snow.
The snow is a foot deep,
The shoes all start to get soggy.
Children start going back in,
It’s wonderful magnificent snow.
The sun comes out,
The snow starts to melt.
The schools reopen,
It’s wonderful lovely snow.

Good poem Jiarui.