I always long for winter,
Cold but not the rain.
And enjoy the fluffy white,
Covering the road and lane.
the icy woods would sparkle,
In the hazy light of sun.
Greyish the skies shall be,
After the storms have gone.
My eyes enjoy the beauty,
Of nature in all the lands.
But my thoughts refuse to leave,
The warmth of my cozy hat.
- Author: Saleh Ben Saleh (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 15th, 2024 10:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
Comments1
You create a picture here of a cold, bright winter day after snowfall. Those days with low sun are beautiful. I enjoyed reading your poem and also listening to it being read. Some fine imagery here and also subtle rhyme. Thank you.
Thank you for your lovely comment Madam. I am glad you enjoyed it.
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