craft Winter Stands For Run- Poem

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Happy, colorful, amazingly sweet

Candy on Easter

The taste stays on your tongue

Until Halloween rolls around

 

You're on your last breath

Dying eggs turns to death

You climb up those tiring stairs

To your scary old neighbor's house

You open the door

Expect a treat but get a trick

You take a gasp of air in

But that dioxide don't come out

Until springtime rolls around

 

All throughout winter

There was no life

The flowers wouldn't bloom

The trees were full of gloom

You had frostbite

For that whole winter season

Couldn't feel any pain

You had nothing to lose or gain

You had nothing at all

 

Until Easter candy hit your tongue

Washed out all that Halloween gunk

You live for everything

You have all your leaves

You started to breathe

You have it all

 

Winter will come around again

But you'll be prepared

With a jacket and boots

And Easter Candy on your tongue

Springtime stands for happy

Winter stands for run