Winter's Rain

Few drops on the window glass,
Cold cool breeze,
Moving from the green freshly grass,
And, all freezes!

Fog hide the mountain's beauty,
With the few drops of rain,
And the mouth smokey.
When will I feel that pain again?

A hot cup of tea,
Fell on my freezed knees,
Whew! And my eyes sleepy.
When will I enjoy this pain again ?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Levasseur Avatar
December 24, 2020 at 12:18 PM
You've built the image of winter quite adequately. The last line I thought was true irony.
Tailor Avatar
January 6, 2021 at 5:08 AM
Thank you so much
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