The touch of white spread satin a beauty in Toronto I did see..
The land known for slippery ice, blizzards and days so snowy..
The untrodden silvery gleam, crystal drops, a beauty to behold..
Under the blue sky oh what a picture perfect story to be sold!
but now all i see just bare trees, some foggy days, hazy visibility unclear.
Chill winds, freezing and lazy days as the sun smiles a gentle cheer.
My mind wanders hastily to Riyadh home, the sizzling sand dunes.
Now 4 degrees, hands numbed freezing to cold wintry tunes.
Hail storm floods and the desert sky covered with cloudy days
The weather so uncertain and sandy no beauty to display
Back in Toronto soon flowery Spring will emerge, birds wil fly
As the raindrops keep falling merrily from the amazing sky
A beautiful message that only nature can eloquantly speak
As we welcome the sweet fragrance to enjoy Spring at its peak!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem