Julia Luzar
Dear Winter,
You can go away already! You are very pretty, but only inside.
When I go out to play in the snow, I get snow in my pants, and it’s not pretty!
So I really want you to go away, please!
I’m not saying I want you to go forever – it’s just we all want spring to come.
Jack Frost has worked his magic too far now. Let Mother Nature do her thing.
Love,
Julia
P.S. Why do they call them frostys if we can’t eat them when it is frosty?