I wake up one morning
And I begin to sing
I may be pretty cold
The sun comes up like a ball of gold
I smile big and wide
I get dressed and go out side
The air chills my toes
And nips at my noes
On my hand
I see something land
I look down and see
something white and pretty
I look up and grin
Cause right there and then
I see the air so white
I smile at the sight
As the snow begins to fall
I wish to one and all
A merry merry Christmas
I didn't know if the poem was s'post to be winter themed or not so I wrote two :P
This is Club Pony Pals, the official Pony Pals game and virtual horse world. Here you can adopt, ride and care for the pony you always wanted. Our site is based on the Scholastic books about three girls by Jeanne Betancourt.
