Winter acrostic poem.

Wild rain shatters on my lawn as they frost into pieces of ice.

Icicles hang down on my roof as they melt in the sun.

Next to the mountains the stars sparkle as the snow falls down like rain.

The hail falls down and hits the road like BANG!.

Eventually when hail rains down they just turn into water.

Right before winter the animals get ready for their hibernation.