Gliding
through the fresh
snowflakes
of my mind
and feeling
warm and sociable
in the taverns
of my contented
heart
I embrace this winter's day
as a benevolent gift
chosen from Your inexhaustable
chest of treasures.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
His treasure chest flows in abundance! A beautiful little poem, ; D