How lovely is this winter day!
The sweet cool wind to brush my cheek.
I look up at the sky: blue-gray-
But not at all so dark or bleak.
The clouds hid rays from blinding sun,
Thus shielding Earth from burns and stings.
And I will say once spring has come:
I loved the breeze the winter brings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem