Little Inklings 2023

37 It’s nice and crispy cool today The white tickling grass is where I lay I hear the gray horse neigh and can eat the hay all day The snow is like a white blanket over the sleepy town. And I frown Soon the leaves will come back And the hot weather will snap back It will be march soon And I’ll be walking through the hot arch soon The weather will change, the flowers will dance The trees will bloom, and the leaves will prance But I don’t want it to change I like the snow on the mountain range Months pass and the sun is hugging my skin And this is where it all begins and cycles in again THE WHITE BLANKET OF SEASONS By: Sophie Szutkowski ’28