Winter Hues
Drinking morning dews from grass; sun looks healthy,
Housing red yellow rays, sky looks lovely and pretty.
Mountain stands strong wearing deep green garment,
Within white Kans grasses, river looks lovely at its best.
With blessing of winter; trees smile nice bowing its head,
Holding sweet tasty fruits; painting green, orange, red.
Losing all its temper; Sun sleeps on flower petal nest,
Bringing colors from heaven, garden paints better best.
With intensity of darkness; thunder grows to its extreme,
Earth perfumes well; swathing crust with sweet night queen.
Couple feel well; getting pleasure of tight hugs at deep night,
Consuming warmth of blanket,enjoying cold with sexual fight.
Birds return nest for their best, early in the frosty evening,
Wearing white vapor blanket, earth is dull in the morning.
Making fire camp in morning, grandpa tells story of their own,
How he purchased gold necklace, with present price of a gown.
With waving golden crops; earth performs dance nice,
Winter paints its best hues in the farmer’s innocent eyes.
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