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Winter Wonderland - Winners Announced

By Lynsey | Winners

Winter Wonderland - Winners Announced

Thank you to everyone who entered, we’ve loved reading your work! Here are the winners...

Congratulations to Tabitha Byrne (10) who has been chosen as the best poet in “Winter Wonderland - A Collection of Poetry” and wins a creative writing goody bag!

Two runners-up also each receive a £10 National Book Token, a huge well done to Oliver Hutchings (12), Adeyfield Academy and Josie Baron (10), Gardners Lane Primary School.

Thank you to everyone who entered, we’ve loved reading your poems, and here is Tabitha’s winning poem...

“The Winter Witch”

I wake in the early morning and my new eyes look out to see,
A deep, shimmering carpet of snow awaiting me!
But then I remember, she has arrived,
She has brought this nature's wonder!

The Winter Witch!

She then glances back, with her bloodshot stare,
And to flinch, I don't dare!
Bobbing up and down - her ethereal, frosted, golden locks,
She moves stealthily into the frozen forest, sly as a fox.

Alone lives the witch, in her chateau of icicles,
No friends, no foes, she just makes velvety white snow.
But I hear she cries tears of crystals,
Hiding mournfully behind her snowy gown, all alone.

The Winter Witch has no one!
Why, you ask? Well, she knows...

When Winter was little, hares, foxes and robins were all her friends.
They played all day with not a care in the world at all!
But, as the years went by, Winter had no time to play,
It was her duty to keep it white throughout the day.

Now on her head, a jagged, sleet crown.
As this year, Nature had her spellbound!
Her job, to frost webs and suffocate leaves,
As she glides about judging the bare trees.

But, as the days move on, the Witch is full of shame,
And then on one sunny day, Spring comes!
But lonely - the Winter Witch, no fight she makes,
So happily Spring sweeps Winter away...

I wake in the early morning and my new eyes look out to see,
A flower-filled field, but no snow awaiting me.

© Tabitha Byrne, 2021

Published: Wed 4th May 2022

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