Winter Poem - Poem by Dan Danila
Let us write a love poem on the latest snow,
before the wind carries our words,
our breath to the northernmost lands.
Let us remove, just a bit, the cover of the field
so as to spy under the roots of the old oak tree
the rabbit's dream, as he is reliving
his fastest homerun, which left the fox
without her meal again – In his sleep, the rabbit's paws
move quickly underground, in a world that
smells fresh of the month of May
and of green fields strewn by a billion daisies.
Far away, a barking dog – another dream maybe,
and a tune about some Marion or Mary Ann.
Suddenly a rifle goes off over the forest,
over its gentle breezes and crows. Soon
the gray fog will cover our path.
We must return, Love, but mind your step –
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