The Snow Poem by Naima Atba
The Snow
In the darkness of the night
There was a white light
That was coming from the sky
That was flying like a fly
And was swaying like on a swing
In the first days of spring
In the high mountains of Algeria
Like Djurdjura in Kabylia
In the last days of March
It was snowing very much
The mornings were really white
And blinding us with a white light
At night, the snow was looking after people
Who were dozing in their bedrooms
Quitely sleeping like all people
A nd making bubbles like cartoons
That was nice write to read, about the country that people like me never seen there :) Keep writing Naima you write very well! _Unwritten Soul
lovely..we don't get so much snow in Algeria and we miss it so much but when it comes...it turns the country to a beautiful angel
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 3:41:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nice poem about snow. Snow is still among the most amazing, most wondrous things on earth and you have put it in some wonderful meelodious verses. A. Very enjoyable read.