Second Poem

The second poem challenge was to write an "I used to be... But now I am..." poem. I had some trouble brainstorming one of these, so my poem turned into a different comparison poem of winter and spring. Here is a draft.

In Winter, In Spring

In winter, I shovel snow.
In spring, my umbrella keeps me dry.

In winter, flakes dance in the wind
In spring, the sky begins to cry.

In winter, I wear mittens.
In spring, my hands are free.

In winter, I build snowmen.
In spring, the flowers I see.

In winter, all is quiet.
In spring, the birds begin to sing.

In winter, I am freezing cold.
In spring, I feel the warmth of the sun

In winter, the poem began.
In spring, the poem is done.