The crescent moon looks at the wintry scene
As snow lies softly white and clean
The stillness all pervading now at night
A wondrous peaceful calming sight
Nature resting quietly it seems
As people lie in bed amongst their dreams
A moment in the madcap world we know
To let our thoughts just dropp and quietly sow….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To me each snowflake that falls is as original as a poem thought. Thank you for shaing this fine winter picture. Kindest regards, Sandra