When the winter is on ~
And grass dances to the tunes of dews,
then the wind carries the lusty scent,
And sunrays becomes gentle
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Resounding pit, pat, pit, pat......felt the delicate sound!
This world looks good enough to bite and when it melts in the mouth we get a true taste of the winter season. Scintillating poem on the last season of the year Full 5 Stars score
A magnificent poem well crafted. Each and every stanza stands out Amazing closure lines.
Every season has its own beauty and wonder. Winter gives us time to hibernate to gain strength.
Very very true: No gem or gold can give this pleasure, No melody is better than the harvest song.
Wow so well thought poem. I admire the imagery you created with this poem.
Brilliant work! refined and fluid like a river!