Kieran's blog
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Snow poem
Snow falling, wind howling, Bess being a snow dog.
Powdery snow, packed in a ball, falling apart before touching the black silhouette of Bess.
Toes, fingers, face freezing to death.
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Room Kokako 2010-2012
August 30, 2011 at 11:43 PM
Great language Kieran - good use of the word silhouette!
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Great language Kieran - good use of the word silhouette!
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