Question:
How can i make this poem better?
Winter Death
How beautiful is the fallen snow.
The flowers are dying and our
Rivers are freezing,
No more birds chirping their
Beautiful songs of life,
Now theirs no more sun,
Winter has killed everything.
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
How beautiful!
Snow on the branches.
Pond's frozen--
Laughing, fun.
But listen...
Birds are not singing.
Look! Flowers are not living
In the peanut sun.
Shiver...a killer's been here.