No signs of the sun,
No hills from far away,
There is no horizon,
The world is white,
Look here, look there,
Look up, look down,
Gleaming white every where,
What a beautiful morning,
Do not want to come out,
From the house,
Standing by the window,
Enjoying the seen,
Having warm cup of coffee,
Snow is everywhere.
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I would like to translate this poem
Look here, look there, Look up, look down, Gleaming white every where, What a beautiful morning, .snow white is ur loving heart and ur expectations. your poem is a reflection of your own heart..... so poetic.. thank you dear poetess. tony
Thank you very much