We have so many battles
Going on in our lives
Each day
Getting up in the morning during the winter is hard
Because when we get up in the morning outside it still dark
And it feels like midnight to us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmmm....I can't be the only one that loves the winter season and all that it entails! However, I must agree there are some of those cold, snowy and still dark mornings when crawling further under those warm covers is such a temptation!