waiting for warm late
i see sun shining brief
then came mighty breeze
so cold, so painful i sneeze
my face red, hands freeze
i sigh, winter you're beast
am alone pushing my luck
then i seek shelter, my truck
relief i could relax for while
i turn heater to a full blast
i breathe, comfort my lungs
nature stay away from its path
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I would like to translate this poem
Manonton, such an interesting write...10+++