Oh winters flake
Blown by the wind
So all alone
Until you find a friend
So unique
Until one by one
You hide the fields
From the sun
You blanket trees
Melted by the sun
You tickle the streams
And it has begun
A lovely poem... You may like to read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too. Naila
A nice poetic imagination, Bee. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
Exotic wintry poem poetically presented. Very enjoyable for me to read of from a hot country. Great wording and imagery wow! ! Kudos. U r most welcome to comment under my latest poem too titled, 'pay a visit to a riverbank, pls do
Love the imagery in this poem, how one flake finds a friend then soon many hide the fields and blanket trees, it makes for a beautiful picture of a winter landscape in my mind. Great poem, I enjoyed it very much.10+++++++++++ Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Blown by the wind so all alone until you find a friend... Oh, that's nice!