One hour already retarded to bring him for the Christmas winter chimes and the sky get ready to send snow flakes to the burning Earth.
He smiles as a new born child with an honest heart.
Well-being for the land of opportunity!
And please do not forget this rare black tulip gives you the fragrance
As same as a white Lilac.
A faraway cottage chimney carries off smoke to the chirpy sky
That resembles me his marvelous face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful imagery in this poem so filled with hope for a better tomorrow.. I can only add 'Amen'. Always your friend, Sandra