ere's white,
everywhere from valleys
Low and fields
to mountain tops.
I can see the bushes without
leaves, full with ice, and snow.
Red lip's, turn blue,
Clean and full with frost.
No one's climbing tree's, ere tossed
unfriendly blowing wind's.
The world is made a better place
when it's seen through see through glass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The world is made a better place when it's seen through see through glass.........nice depiction. Lovely poem shared. Thanks.