My feet crunch cornflakes
on the floor.
My breath pours milk
into the air.
My face drips with honey
from the sun.
My fingers turn to toast
inside my gloves.
My voice clatters like a spoon
into the street.
My cheeks are jam-happy
in the wind.
My nose nibbles nuts
before I sneeze.

I lick my lips as I try to talk.
I think I’ll eat Spring on my next walk.

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Try this seasonal poem in class or at home to set the scene for a discussion about the sights and sounds of winter. Encourage onomatopoeia (a word formed from the sound it makes – crunch and clatter) and alliteration (repeated letter sounds – fur frosted faces) to create a sense of the season. A seasonal poem will help children understand language as well as to develop a connection with the world around them.

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Illustration 1 courtesy of, and copyright, Jools Wilson. Follow her on Twitter.

Illustration 2 courtesy of, and copyright, Darren Woodcock. Follow him on Twitter.

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