Happy Poems Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Happy Poems



Two Sadorma poems

Path unknown
Yet walked before
My footsteps.
Trees know me
Turn winter into April
Just to gladden me.


Saw a saint
Walking down the street
Brutal rain
Cold as frost
But the saint, comfy and dry
Under his halo.

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