Snowfall, snowfall...
With white roses...
Snowfall, snowfall...
With white dreams...
Snowfall, snowfall...
The angel has arrived...
Snowfall, snowfall...
With white wings...
Snowfall... snowfall
silent song was bringing....
Snowfall, snowfall...
Silently he began to sing...
Christmas, christmas...
Whispered sweetly he...
Snowfall, snowfall....
White- roses falls on me...
18.XII.08
A crisply textured, elegant poem. Beautiful. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Dear Tsira, it's your 1st poem that I can call almost perfect (yes ALMOST) . And thank you for your comments on 'What do you wear? ' This iverhyck was written for my pupils nearly 6 years ago. By the way, will you read 'Thank you, Lilith'? Many of my friends laugh, but none of them say anything good about it (perhaps because all of them think that I blaspheme here) . Konstantin.
Lovely words Tsira, white with roses, white with dreams. Happy new year, love, Andrew x
I can imagine the Great Snowfall, Well written stanzas Thank you for sharing
White christmas for you Tsira, beautiful and elegant poem, written with grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful piece Tsira, 10 regards Tom