Poem: Trading

    “Poem: Trading,” Friend, Mar. 2015, 13


    Friend Magazine, 2015/03 Mar

    I’m trading my warm hat

    For wind-tossed hair.

    I’m trading my coat

    For a sweater to wear.

    I’m trading my boots

    For some shoes I can run in.

    I’m trading the snow

    For some grass to have fun in.

    I’m trading my gloves

    For a kite and some string.

    I’m trading in winter

    So it can be spring!