Snowflakes fall on Welsh green hills,
I think of you and time stands still,
Snow covered ground,
So white so clean,
It really is a picturesque scene.
Remembering days of mountains high,
Walking to school,
With you by my side.
The Robin who came to our garden each day,
Looking for breadcrumbs then off on his way.
The mountain looked just like it did back then,
But that was the past,
If only to relive it again.
The snow keeps on falling,
Pleasant and bright,
I'll remember you always,
Through each day and night.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem with a smooth flow and rhyme. Loved it.