As the first ray of the sun
Grazes the roof of my hut
I feel its warmth and come
Out to take a long walk but
Cool wind of morn sends
A shiver down my spine
Back I go to my hut and
Watch the high hills shine
Through the window and
Feel that it will be a day
Of cold and snow and its
Better inside I must stay
Ah, that first ray of morning sun can fool you. Actually, the sun can shine brightest on the coldest days! A well-written poem.
if it snows at ur place wear woolen warm jackets and clothes here who ignore get HYPO THERMIA kids unknowningly we heard had died minus wow tc pal TAKP
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I would like to translate this poem
Cool wind of morn sends A shiver down my spine Back I go to my hut and Watch the high hills shine. Watching all the wonders of nature and forget the pain. very fine poem. tony