Member Poem

I live in the winter land
Where there's plenty of snow but sand.
O'how I wish summer would come
And bring the bliss of light to some
I heard of sunshine, of greenery
That everywhere full of lively trees
And clear blue sky to look up to,
When akk can run free-that's me and you.
But it's just a dream-and it's so lame.
For in here we know-summer never came.