Artwork and a short write up was submitted by Jocelyn P., who is in fifth grade:
Snow, snow, snow falling…
As the day goes on it gets colder, colder, colder.
My feet frizzle as I walk towards the mysterious light.
Finally, I feel warm, warm, warm.
As I walk deeper, deeper, deeper through the light.
My body continues to heat up.
I walk into my dark room and lay on the bed,
and drift off to sleep, sleep, sleep.