Winter seems much clearer
On a red dirt afternoon
Snow sparkles even brighter
And softer under the moon
Exactly like a postcard
And seems almost unreal
Everything so perfect
With that red dirt feel
Snowmen seem so human
They nearly talk to you
Old barns are much quainter
Skies are very blue
Icy ponds are more fun
I think that you will find
Everything so special
In red dirt wintertime!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have only seen Red Dirty once in my life and I can't really remember where I did? Great write my friend, Linda