How white and bright were the lovely days
When tall buildings were rarely seen
No obstacle for the dancing naughty sea breeze
That moved like ecstatic girls of nice nineteen.
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How cold outside, in a blanket even during the days, The old tall buildings intercepting cold breeze from Siberia The girl now old is sleeping; I'm alone to write a poem of love A lovely time in the cold winter, calm and quiet no Hysteria! - - -From romantic teenage to cold winter - - - a beautiful sketch of life- -Thanks for sharing.
'How cold outside, in a blanket even during the days, The old tall buildings intercepting cold breeze from Siberia The girl now old is sleeping; I'm alone to write a poem of love A lovely time in the cold winter, calm and quiet no Hysteria! ...is awesome. We are living in concrete jungles where fresh wind and open sky is a dream. Thanks for sharing.10+++++
Memories of a different way of life that nowadays is almost gone. Loved it
Lovely days! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.