Love Lesson Poem by Elena Sandu

The shouting snow blizzard
keeps shooting anger
Towards us.
My face hurts, while
Trying to defend my eyes.

Line waiting for the bus
I hid a frowning face
constantly moving
trying to turn my back
to the angry blizzard.

All people
were doing the same
except.... Her.

A mother
holding a blanket
with clenched
bare purple hands.

Thin blanket
barely covering
a smiling baby.

Immobile stone like standing mother
talking to her baby released
an instant burst of laughes
from both sides, mother and child.

Ashamed
of my complains
I raised a smiling face
Towards the wind
And thanked.


Indeed, a love lesson!
However angry
the snowy wind
could never break
Pure love connection.