Award Winning Poem

My eldest son was given an award during his 8th grade graduation for a poem he wrote:

Snow on Tulips

We heard birds for the first time in months.
Basked in the rays of the clear shining sun.
The trees came back to life; the people came out.
We thought winter was over and done.


The sight of a snow-filled ball diamond was gone,
Talk of swimming already in the air.
The people’s gardens were no longer choked with ice;
Tulips had begun to grow there.


And then, quicker than it came, the sun was gone.
On the ground where flowers now grow.
A fluffy white powder comes with a new cold.
The tulips are covered in snow.