Would the Merry Sound of Bells Make One Forget
A gloomy morning is arising,
the monotonous rain of December
makes soothing, relaxing sounds
for those soundly sleeping.
This unexpected rainy day
causes a cozy feeling,
and pelting on rooftops
it creates new dreams
for anyone awaiting spring.
Why are the red-breasted meadowlarks absent?
It's the beginning of winter
and it's not snowing yet!
Around seven o'clock they used
to wake me up as the brilliant sunrays
spread and blinded my sight...
reminding me to whisper
my prayer and appreciate life more.
Even the church bells are silent
in their tower bell, they used
to thrill me with their tintinnabulation;
I anxiously stepped outside
to hear them more clearly,
has the bell ringer fallen asleep?
I eagerly wait on the balcony
adorned with pretty lilies and petunias
in pottery vases that sadly drip,
soon I'll freeze feeling the Arctic wind
entering my bones and blowing hard;
it'll anticipate snow and ice. I couldn't
stand the cold weather for long;
would the merry sound of bells
make one forget that it's still winter?
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