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Year Created: 1911
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Description: This poem, written by American author E.B. White at 11 years old, is titled "A Winter Walk." It won a silver badge award.
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A Winter Walk
By Elwin B. White
(AGE 11) (Silver Badge)
I AWOKE one morning in my little shanty to find the ground covered with snow. It had fallen rapidly during the night and was about six inches deep.
I dressed, ate a good breakfast, did some of the camp chores, and set about taking down my snowshoes and preparing them for wintry weather. Soon I heard a ‘short yelp which reminded me that Don, my pointer, had been left hungry. I gave him some bones and a few biscuits, then, pulling on my heavy overcoat and buckling the snow-shoes on my feet, we started out in the frosty morning air to pay the forest a visit. Such a morning! There was a frosty nip to the air that gave life to everybody and everything. Don was so overjoyed at the prospect of a walk that he danced and capered about as if he was mad. Jack Frost was busy for fair! My nose and ears were victims of his teeth
After a small stretch of ground had been covered we entered the forest.
All the trees wore a new fur coat, pure white, and the pines and evergreens were laden with pearl. Every living creature seemed happy. Squirrels frisked among the branches, chattering because we trespassed on their property. Once in a while we caught an occasional glimpse of a little ball of fur among the fern, which meant that bre’r rabbit was out on this cold morning.
A few straggling quails were heard piping their shrill little notes as they flew overhead. All these harmless little wood creatures were noticed by Don and he wanted to be after them, but objected to harming God’s innocent little folk when He had given the world such a bright, cheery morning to enjoy
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