Winter takes in all there is no predisposed stance or notion we all are prone to the seasons changing emotions. The weather bares no amorous towards man we are just powerless to fight this worlds natural born avarice. I pray that you are well clothed in the time of light snow, you must learn not to leave skin exposed when striken with the winter cold. I Hope I see you again in winters end and I pray that you make it through the season.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem