Let It Snow
The north wind blows it ills
The wind, the wind, the wind that chills
Then the snow falls on the hills
The north wind softly blows
The wind, the wind, the wind that slows
Then the snow falls down below
Silently falling although the night
Inch upon inch covering everything in sight
Fresh and clean lies the white
The children run in hat and glove
They run, they run in the snow they love
The snow that flutters from above
The north wind dies away
Then the rain, the rain spoils the children play
But the snow will come another day
About the Poem
Those who live in temperate climes sometimes fail to appreciate the wonders of English weather. There's nothing so reassuring as uncertainty.
Style
Rhyming poem
Style
15 lines
Key Stage
KS1, KS2
Author
Paul Curtis
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