Short grey days usher in darker nights
Trees long since give up their plight
As dying leaves float when they fall.
Angry wild geese cry as they call
Rain slaps the face with a chilly hand
As winter enters with its cruel demand!
A short and catchy little rhyme - I enjoyed it and give it a '10! ' Best Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
BURRRRRR - I felt the cold