Can you write a poem, in three to five stanzas, about a winter morning on the farm?  Would love to see your words!  If you aren't a poet, give it a try!   Sample:   Crisp and cold morning sun, bare limb'd trees awash in red. Snow, deadly ice crust gleaming, Unbroken by hoof or paw.   Steaming backs in the sun, Eating, drinking, waiting for spring. Thick winter coats shaggy and rough, Noses wet an…