Climate change
So strange for January
Not a single dropp of snow
My Mother Nature
Is listening to me
She knows how I hate the snow
It becomes very hard to walk
In the snow specially in the winter
The sidewalks can be icy and slipery
Sometimes i have to climb over the snow bank
That is on the sidewalks
Very high
The noise of the trafic on the road is all I hear
No Other sounds that I can hear than the cars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aldo, I enjoyed this piece very much...Perhaps one of your finest....I must admit that I have not been your biggest fang fan as your overly succinct and rush-rush style in posting too often resulted in numerous typo's and repetitive simplicities that was no doubt a result of your desire to post thousands of poems rather than a couple hundred like this one here...Nice Work! ~FjR~