Winter brings soft beautiful stars falling from above,
descending onto our plain angle,
covering our possessions and materials.
The sun shows us how they sparkle,
with his rays he cradles them,
making the wonderous sight my own.
I watch my feline leer and swivel,
her gaze of mother's bravura,
heals and calms,
thanks for the comment...you write great verses here and splendid personifications. Great write!
Thanks for my comment. I'm glad some people feel the same way that I do. I love this poem of yours. Keep up the good work. I like the line 'With his rays he cradles them.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was a pleasant descriptive read that captures the sparkle of winter. GW62