The cool winter morning
Drapes the earth with fogs
And the dew drops are strewn
Like pearls upon grasses and logs
The cool winter morning
Raises a thick wall of mists
Keeping indoor till the sunrise
Birds, bees, butterflies and beasts
The cool winter morning
Sends the wind that makes
The bones to rattle and makes
Cold the foods, water and cakes
The cool winter morning
Gives an immense pleasure
While roaming across valley
Amidst nature's fresh treasure
Coolness is good but chilly cold is not good. Better to be indoor and safe.
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The cool winter morning Gives an immense pleasure (to me) when the fresh date's sweet juice comes with warmth wintry cake treasure