After August...
A brisk September stirs.
The changing leaves in October breezes,
Bring changes in November that occurs!
And frost and Winter winds
Escort snowflakes that descend
In December
To nearly caress Spring.
and I sit and contemplate
The 'B-E-R' ness...
Of these months,
That delight with such joyful offerings!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Vivid, fun, beautiful descriptions....Now could you make it warm, if no Spring yet again, how about summer? ? ? marci....(~_~)