Snow on your door.
Shining and so pure.
Same as your heart.
Which I'll never hurt.
Snow on your ground.
Sing with no sound.
Wind play the music.
Love needs no logic.
Snow will not stay forever.
It will travel to nearest river.
From snow we should learn.
You need to travel to reborn.
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Snow on your ground./ Sing with no sound./ Wind play the music./ Love needs no logic. What a beautiful write! I love your simple style and the way you poemed.
Thank you so much my dearest friend.