Winter, winter, winter, <br />When are you going away. <br />I love it when you snow, but i hate it when you stay. <br />At first i start to play, until the end of day. <br />But when the snow gets hard, I wish you go away.<br /><br />Samuel Earle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-winter/
