My Harbin And Snow - My H.I.T. And Home (H.I.T. = Harbin Institute Of Technology) Poem by Abossey Allotey

If I remember naught
I do the frosty snow.
At dawns and morns
crystal clouds aflow.
Shedding their tears,
freezing the earth below.
One atop another
making my pace a-slow.
At night to gaze
icy sculptures aglow.
T'is an odd milieu
to say the least friendly.
But in time a-deu
to grow the more fondly.

Kind hearts, lovely souls,
warm embrace, none a foe.
The icing on the cake
is the H.I.T.
In all quality and standards,
like the M.I.T.
Teachers to guide,
friends for the stride.
North Easterners
with whom I laugh and roam.
Oh my beloved Harbin,
a place to call a home.
(Reminiscing Harbin)