Winter Night

Every twig, every branch '

every blade of grass,

covered in a shiny, bluish frost.

The moon, round and white.

The stars, peppered across the sky,

not a cloud in sight.

The biting chill,

the pure white snow,

all signs that winter has come again.

First Place:Winter Night by Elanor H., Lakeville (Youth, Ages 9-11)