I will survive
I will survive
Truth the harsh Winter
By not going out
During the Winter
I just don't like the winter
At all
Because of the terrible cold
The conditions on the Winter is awful
Because we have the short days
During the Winter
And also it gets dark by 5 pm
Yes my father created all the four seasons
For us to live
Also I am one of God's children
And I feel blessed to be my father's children
During the winter I catch on my sleep
Because I am always feeling tired
My father knows about that
And he allows me to sleep in
The young children are already a teenager
During the winter
The young children
Shovel the entrance to heaven
And also they help my father with the dirty laundry
That are inside of the laundry bags
They separated the dirty laundry into
My piles
The dirty socks, the dirty underwear the dirty pajamas
the dirty pants and dirty sweaters plus dirty flannel shirts
Then they put it inside the wash machines
The servants do the cleaning in heaven
Plus they do the cooking
From scratch
Nothing is frozen or in cans
For dessert they make some apple crisp[
At 9 pm every body body go to there bedroom to sleep
And the next morning my father wake up the teenagers
At 10 pm
And my father let me sleep in
And I wake up at 3 pm
And I went to the living in heaven
And I do some work for my father
Friday is cleaning day bedrooms in heaven
Plus all the bathrooms and kitchen
And also the dining room and the living room
About this poem
That is a new poem Written by Aldo Kraas
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Submitted by aldokraas093 on September 30, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,384 |
Words | 279 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 45 |
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