Over the horizon sun falls
With a breeze of winter
Breath~
Snow, rain mix with a
Little sleet~
If you must~
Made it's pit stop
On my small corner lot~
Icey wonderland like
A mirror glass~
My reflection could
Look back at me~
The winter breath
Grace my small Corner
Lot~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem