According to their teacher, Mr. Jim Fahringer, fourth-grade students at North Hills Elementary "worked really hard" on these poems. The students thought about what they could see while looking out of a window in January. Discover their very creative results ...

Students in Jim Fahringer's fourth-grade class at North Hills Elementary wrote poems entitled, "Looking Out My January Window."

Looking Out My January Window!
By Erin Cabry
 
Soft cottony snow falling from the sky
Icicles hanging from roofs like stalagtites
Kids, like groundhogs, crawling through the snow
Kids having snowball fights.
 
Large black shovels throwing snow around
Kids sledding down slippery hills
Footprints ruining the perfect white carpet of snow
The hardest thing is the heating bills.
 
Cars stuck in the icy white snow
Snow plows blowing snow like a turning merry-go-round
From the chimneys, smoke rising like the smoke from Santa’s pipe
In the snow, dogs jumping all around.
 
A blizzard spinning in a circle
A trampoline covered in snow
Ice as slippery as can be
A car driving very slow.
 
People walking holding hot chocolate
Steam rising from the cup
Kids sledding down a huge hill
Kids throwing snow up.
 
The shining lights still up from Christmas
The gray sky with snow dancing fast
A slide covered with white fluffy snow
Children running inside at last.
 
 
 
Looking Out My January Window.
By Cole Bailey
 
I see evergreens in the snow
All the lights and all the decorations.
The day goes so slow
I can’t see any grass on the ground
 
From the gray sky it starts to snow
The kids come rushing
The ice stops the water’s flow
Snowmen waving at me.
 
I see kids building igloos
We’re taking down our tree
Someone blew a fuse
When they took the lights down.
 
I see Lawns of white
December is over
It’s a beautiful sight
But the kids still play.
 
Snowballs on the ground
Snow angels too
The kids are still snowbound
There’s joy in the air
 
People playing everywhere
There’s laughter all around
They fall but they don’t care
Later kids will have hot cocoa.
 


Looking Out My January Window
By Molly Bruner
     
Looking out my January window
My eyes spot sparkling snow
I can see kids building an igloo
Snow covered branches are bending low
 
Now the kids build a snowman
The sky is as gray as an elephant
Kids are having a snow party
It is like a treasure hunt
 
Other kids sledding
They build snow forts
And throw snowballs
Then they play snow sports
 
Parents are shoveling snow
There are some bare trees
I see clouds in the gray sky                
Kids building igloos on their knees
        
I see some ice on the road
There is ice on cars
I see frosted pine trees
And ice on monkey bars
 
I can see sled tracks
There are some hills of snow
I can see dead plants
And some snow getting a good blow
 


Looking Out My January Window
By Lauryn Carrington
 
Looking out my January window,
I see snowmen in the pure white snow,
Children sledding on one big snowy hill,
Snow flakes dancing on their faces all low.
 
Looking out my January window,
All I see are houses covered in snow,
I see the smoke coming out of chimneys,
Crystal clear icicles hanging on roofs all aglow.
 
Looking out my January window,
I see bushes covered in snow and ice,
Snow covered trees,
Dogs in a yard scratching as if they have lice.
 
Looking out my January window,
I see shovels on a snowy driveway,
A real big snowplow,
Some kids skating on a frozen bay.
 
Looking out my January window,
I see kids drinking hot steaming cocoa,
Which flows to their stomach,
Making them to start jumping and loco.
 
Looking out my January window,
I see kids playing in a snowball fight,
Others making huge fluffy white snow forts,
They will see the morning light.
 



Looking Out My January Window
By Timothy Completa
 
Looking out my January window
I see trees all covered in snow
All the trees are hanging low
And the trees have no leaves
 
Swirling like a merry-go-round it goes
Snow is white and fun
And when a snow blower comes, around it blows
I love sledding in the snow.
 
Ice is slippery and fun
People love to slide on it
But when they slide on it they always hit their bun
I love the ice
 
I love making snowballs
Especially big ones
And when I hit people I make big falls
I love snow
 
I see skiers skiing
A full moon glistening on the snow
Bundled up kids zooming down the hill on their snowboards without seeing
If you trip, in the high and fluffy snow you will go
 
 I love snow
When it is good for packing you can make snow forts
Lovely plump snowmen all aglow
Standing guard in my white yard
 



Looking Out My January Window
By Gavin Downey
 
When I look out my January window,
I see roofs covered with snow,
Snow plowing and deep gray clouds,
A beautiful white carpet of snow below.
 
People using shovels,
All over drive ways,
Snow plows scooping the snow,
All of the winter days.
 
Rounding up snowballs,
That I am going to throw,
We will have our snowball fight,
Next to piles of snow.
 
Now I smell hot cocoa,
When I am at the window,
But now I only see,
The window covered in snow.
 
Dead flowers cover the ground,
Next to snowmen,
As all the kids play,
Right next to my friend Ben.
 
I smell lots of hot cocoa,
On a dinner table,
As I want to drink it,
I try to be stable.
 


Looking Out My January Window
By Isaac Embry
 
Looking out my January window I see
Icicles falling from a tree ever so slightly,
A beautiful white snow statue,
That looked like Kyra Knightly.
 
When I look out the window
I see dark clouds moving in a big fusion
And causing lots of confusion,
Then I thought, it’s just an illusion.
 
Outside my January window
I see little snowflakes falling from the sky   
Foxes looking very sly,
And snowballs hitting kids in the eye.     
 
On the frostbiting edges of my January window
I see shiny streams glistening in the light ,
People shoveling their driveways
Taking the pain of a sensational frostbite.
 
Looking through the foggy mist of my January window I see,
Little kids running with glee,
Snowmen being created.
Dogs playing so happily.
 
Sorry to say, my poem is done,
Please don’t be mad, I’ll write another one.
So go outside and have some fun
Keep your eyes open to find the next one.




Looking Out My January Window
By Daniel Escobar
 
I see snow falling like cotton
Icicles hanging like stalagmites
Gray skies covering the earth
Kids having snowball fights
 
Swirling like a merry go round
Icicles glinting like shining light
In the sky
The light is very bright
 
Kids play outside
Making a snowman
Watching the frozen slides
Snow, like ice cream, on top of the trashcan
 
Kids wake up in the morning
Anxious to go outside where the icicles are hanging
On top of the hill
On the sled riding
 
Going fast, turning
Left, right, not crashing
Kids yell and scream
Happy sledding laughing
 
So much fun the kids are having
They have hot chocolate for a nice drink
When they go outside it is cold, inside is warm
When they step in the snow sometimes they sink.
 


Looking Out My January Window
By Kollinn George
 
I feel something like snow
My friend is out there
Snow is falling on him
Covering him everywhere
 
An avalanche is coming
Everyone surfed it
Down goes the mountain
Moving bit by bit
 
Snow angels everywhere I see
So far I see six
I see a sled flying
Falling ice also sticks
 
I am sitting by the fire
I feel the warm heat
I hear something like a hammer
Something like a beat
 
The trees are covered in snow
My whole yard is white now
The road is white also
Now the road plow
 
A five foot snowman
With a black hat
Also a black scarf
With a middle like a fat back
 
 

Looking Out My January Window
By Hannah Grigg
 
I see lots of snow
Snow laden evergreen trees
Everybody is wearing coats
While skiing on their skis
 
Kids drinking hot chocolate like dogs
Kids picking up dead flowers
Everyone is wearing a hat
In the distance I hear snow plowers
 
Dreary gray empty skies
Kids are having a snowball fight
Kids are rolling in the snow
Snow plowers go out-of-sight
 
I see decorations from Christmas
Kids are building lots of igloos
Everyone is wearing scarves
And protecting their cold feet with gumshoes
 
Snowflakes fall from the sky like cotton
Kids are playing in the snow
Icicles hanging from cars
Kids walking through the snow slow
 
I see clouds moving in the sky
There are lots of pine trees swaying around
Kids are sledding down steep hills like rockets
I see shovels shoveling on the ground
 
 
 
Looking Out My Window
By Benjamin Herbert
 
When I look out my the window,
I see snow on the ground.
North, south, east, and west,
Snow all around.
 
When I look out the window,
I see a frozen pond.
Snow dancing in the breeze,
What’s next? James Bond?
 
When I look out the window,
I see no animals.
Except in the woods,
I see quite a few mammals.
 
When I look out the window,
Hoping January never ends.
Loving January so much
Wishing it was my best friend
 
When I look out the window,
I see dead trees.
And up high in the sky,
I see a nest of hibernating bees.
 
When I look out my window,
I see my snowman
With one big top hat
I named him Dan.
 
 
 
Looking Out My January Window
By Nolan High
 
Looking out my January window
I see snow piled high
Kids with their sleds close by
Icicles falling from the sky
 
Enormous snowball fights
All leaves with frostbite
Kids making a snowman
Kids in their bed at night
 
Snow falling from the sky
Hot cocoa being slurped down
Birds flying south for warmth
Gloves that are never found
 
Snow falling that day
The news says snow all day long
Snow falling all around town
Birds singing a song
 
People sitting next to a fire
Kids sledding down enormous hills
Bears sleeping through the winter
Kids getting the chills
 
Schools closed for the day
Kids rushing through the snow
Mom cooking a turkey diner
Kids watching their favorite TV show
 


My January Window
By Philip Johnson
 
Looking out my January window
All I see is snow
The snow is very white
Hey! Is that a crow?
 
There is also some headwear
These are called hats
But my hat is frozen
At least there are no gnats
 
I see a pointy object
Hanging from a neighbor’s house
The frozen water turned into an icicle
Drifted snow and ice covered my tree house
 
There’s an animal outside
It is a furry dog
The dog starts to shiver
Well, at least there isn’t a Hog
 
That thing is cool
Well, it’s a snow fort
For your snowball fights
Hey, it looks like a snow court
 
Hey, look at that snowperson
Or a carrot nosed snowman
He has warm things on
Hey, look it’s the snow blower man
 
 

Looking Out My January Window!
By Meghan Kent
 
When I look out my January window
I see the leaves falling with the wind,
I remember when it snowed long ago.
The kids are having snowball fights
 
Still looking out,
I see dog tracks in the snow
Kids running about
And slippery roads of ice.
 
Sleigh tracks in the snow
Light flakes of snowfall
Sleigh rides on the hill also
Wet gloves and scarves.
 
Cold children wanting hot cocoa
Dogsled races
People going Loco!
Don’t forget the snow-coved windows.
 
The decorations still hung,
Lights still on the trees
The baby out there in the snow, so young!
Cars stuck in the snow.
 
The brightly lighted Christmas tree
Footprints in the deep snow
The temperature feels like one degree
And sadly January is over!
 
 

Looking Out My January Window
By Elizabeth Koimene
 
Looking out my January window
Happy kids are playing in the snow
A big dead tree with fallen branches
Sun sparkling on snow like a rainbow
 
Looking out my January window
I see frozen grass
Icicles and frozen bicycles
And streets as smooth as shiny glass
 
Looking out my January window
I see a gray open sky
Shivering kids in a snowball fight
Cold birds in trees singing a lullaby
 
Looking out my January window
Icy glistening snow rolls down a stream
Looking like gold specks of dust that fell from Heaven
Pine trees with hats of snow like whipped cream
 
Looking out my January window
Stars twinkling in the midnight blue
The full moon reflecting on the shiny snow
A screeching owl catching my view
 
Looking out my January window
I see dripping water turning to ice
And cold animals crying
In a pure crystal paradise
 



Looking Out My January Window
By Alec Leese

When I look out my January window
I see sparkling snow with kids and lights
Walking in the snow feels like you’re in an under tow  
I see boys having snowball fights

I see smoke coming from the chimneys of the homes,
Peoples’ breath turning to fog
Someone chopping a log
There goes a jumping and a playful dog

Dead trees at the end of our road
People singing carols and having fun
Kids sledding down the hill
A little boy eating a cinnamon bun

Scampering through the snow goes a hare
Also a shiny silvery pond
Snow covered mountains like vanilla ice cream cones
The cold wild deer might bond

Mmmm …  I smell cookies
The bright sparkling stars are coming out  
The bright twinkling Christmas lights are all gone
Is Christmas over, I doubt

Now kids and adults are home
Lights are going down
So now the neighborhood is pitch black
Its time to go to my loft
 


Looking Out My January
By Josh Metzger
 
I look out the window  
And see a little snow
I hear the snow blow
And see someone shoot a bow
 
I want a snowman
I see a kid sledding
Walking in the snow, I see a tall man
And hear a deer bedding
 
I see the snowflakes
I feel one on my tongue
A little boy slipped on the ice
The icy cold stung
 
I hear the cracking of dead trees
I see a frozen garbage can
I can’t see any leaves
But I see a little shivering man
 
I see ice on the road
I see the snow plow
I look at the gray sky
A little girl fell and said “ow”
 
I see a pile of snow
A person shoveled the driveway
I see a snowflake
Is that snow plow coming my way?
 



Looking Out My January Window
By Taylor Morgenegg
 
Looking out my January window
I see Corgis sniffing the frozen ground,
Icicles dripping down,
And kids are running around.
 
Looking out my January window I see
Frozen ponds glistening in the breeze,
Snow falling like crazy,
I sneeze in the freeze.
 
Looking out my January window I see
A snowman in the frosty freezes,
A button nose,
And a breezy Snow freezes.
 
Looking out my January window I see
A St. Bernard sniffing in the snow.
When I look through my Neighbor’s window,
I see a plate of Cookie dough.
 
Looking out my January window
I see a frozen stream,
Snowy trees,
And a sunny snow beam.
 
Looking out my January window,
I see a gray sky,
And dead flowers in the snow.
I smell warm pie.
 
 

My January Window
By Harini Narayan

When I look outside my January window,
This is what I see.
Snowball fights, decoration lights,
Kids screaming with glee.

Smoke coming out of the chimney,
People shoveling snow,
I see bare trees and wilting flowers,
When I look below.

Icicles hanging from the roof,
Shovels and snow plowers doing some work,
When the gray skies turn pitch black,
The cats begin to lurk.

Hot cocoa sits invitingly on the table,
After a snowy day.
Snowmen and fort building,
And slipping on the icy driveway.

Christmas trees lighting up the house,
Skating on the frozen pond below,
Looking at the snow-covered buildings,
Dogs digging in the snow.

Warm gingerbread cookies,
Waiting to be munched on,
Look out the window tomorrow,
All the snow will be gone.
 



Looking Out my January Window
By Jonathan Nemtuda
 
Looking out my January window
I see shovels lying around,
There are footprints in the snow
Our snowman not looking very round?
 
I see an igloo and a snow fort
Some snowflakes falling to the ground
There are lots of dark clouds,
And some icicles on the gutter are found.
 
I see my mom’s car sliding down the driveway
Kids ice skating on a frozen pond
Along with some kids sledding
Some snowflakes swaying around like a magic wand.
 
Some kids making a snowman,
I see a car stuck in the snow.
There’s smoke coming from my chimney
I saw a snowman wearing a bow.
 
Snow swirling like a tornado,
And some leftover Christmas lights
Kids sipping some hot cocoa
And some kids having a snowball fight.
 
I see some kids shivering in the cold,
Also my mom’s car covered in snow
I feel the cold air coming from a slightly open window.
And heading south is a big old crow.
 


My January Window
By Makeda Ramnath
 
Looking out my window I see a tree bending down low for me.
While the falling snow sparkles so wonderfully and shiny.
It glanced at me and showed me the decorations on the pine tree
Their lights are so bright and sparkly.
 
Snowflakes and bare trees look at me so crazily.
Husky dogs barking in my backyard.
At night chimney smoke makes me feel so cozy when the moon makes it as bright as a summer’s night.
Running through the snow is a big St. Bernard.
 
Kids ice-skating in the road.
I think one of them hit a toad.
Kids slipping and sliding, having such a great time
Hearing the Christmas chimes but one of the chimes fell on the road.
 
I see sparkly snowmen so pretty.
I see people on the street called mimes.
Kids drinking hot chocolate and there’s smoke from the chimney top.
The smoke from the burning chimney smells so good at night, sometimes.
 
I see icicles and frozen grounds.
There are snow angels all over the ground.
The dead flowers don’t look so pretty anymore.
There are some hares from under ground but they don’t make a sound.
 
Icicles hit someone’s head and it sounded like a chime but now they’re fine.
Outside my window I see some ice falling from dead trees making a big snow pile.
I see kids that slid and broke a bone, I think they went home.
Know we have to wait a long while.



Looking Out My January Window
By Yazmine Velazquez
 
Looking out my January window
I see a kid, a sled
A green pine tree on a hill,
And a snow covered house painted red.
 
A gray squirrel, a husky dog
Benches covered in snow.
I also see a snow plow
As I watch the wind blow.
 
Icicles hanging, bushes blowing,
And a dark gray sky.
A white tailed deer, some sticks from trees.
And a skater skated by.
 
Smoke from people’s chimneys,
Houses covered in sparkling snow.
Frozen ponds shine and glisten
As I watch evergreens grow.
 
In the dark gray sky I see
Twinkling multi-colored lights
Shining ever so brightly,
On January’s dark, winter nights.
 
Ice as shiny as glitter.
Blowing white, pearly snow.
As I gaze outside
Through my January window.
 


Looking Out My January Window
By Brandon Wivagg
 
Looking out my January window
I see snow, snow, SNOW.
Snow as beautiful as my wife in her wedding dress
It reminds me of my stuffed animal Po.
 
I see more than snow
I see gray
Because of all the gray clouds that make snow
But at least I don’t pay
 
I see much, much, MORE!
I see kids having lots of fun
Having fun in the snow
In summer they will have fun in the sun
 
There is even more I see
Kids having hot cocoa
It tastes better with a marshmallow
Sometimes it makes the kids go loco
 
I see a lot more
I see dead grass
It’s all because of the kids with their dirty feet.
It would make it worse if the kids sass.
 
I see one more thing
I see lots of sleds
Kids sled all day long
Until they go to their beds.