The singing winter morn'
Jutting quietly in newborn yawn
Rises ever so whispery
Thrusting with whitened beauty
Whilst the day appears solemnly
In a misty swirl sky high
Nature rises with a lullaby
Each snowflake tosses
Sunny silvery ruffles
Into the evening vespers
© daniel miltz
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderfully crafted poem........10+++