In this time of the winter
I must not sleep long;
And go out to watch the
Snow falling and shivering
Inside its nest a bird singing
An incoherent song.
In this time of the winter
I must open the window;
To watch the wall of mist
Standing before me
And through it a strand of
Soft ray falling low.
In this time of the winter
I must open the door;
To come out to watch
The flowers swinging gently
And dew drops dancing
On the grassy floor.
Greetings! A fabulous poem about winter! Beautifully composed....10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you will open the window you will definitely find the beauty of winter at your right hand. Winter has its own fragrance. We can feel the greatness of imagery painted here.
I am very much delighted receiving such a wonderful comment Sir. My heartfelt regards.