The North River

I like rivers because there are fish and we both swim in the rivers.
The water looks like glitter when the sun shines on it.
The Lilypad smells like frogs.
The fish scales are bumpy.
There are leaves around the river.
It is night now and stars shine like the fish scales.
The water freezes into ice.
Snow goes on the trees.
The leaves go every year.
The wind crack.
The ice goes away.
The rivers return in the summer.