The sunlit streak glows in the wintry dark sky, another of my page begins.
The stillness of the world awakes to a sun that sheepishly grins.
The tall trees that shed its glory, stands timidly stiff with no melody.
While the evergreen tree displays its dignity through the sky so foggy.
The silence breaks to the movement of the busy automobiles.
Voices filling the environment like the buzzing of the many bees.
The flurry snow that covered the streets with it whiteness
was soon washed away leaving traces of just an emptiness
The sun gradually takes its place sharing its nature's delight.
Toronto goes live, meeting many needs to make life. ever so bright.
A serenity, invades my heart capturing these moments so dear,
Winter, spring or fall His creation carry on their task with no fear.
A teardrop escapes with thoughts as I see the young and old,
Wearing and sharing smiles, tis a true story that should be told.
While I stand from the ‘condor' balcony absorbing this wonderland
Amazing it really is, such beauty could only be designed by God's hand!
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9th December Morn i awake to a snowy white spread streets all around our building…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem