Chilly Winds.
And frigid air.
Where is Mr. Sun?
From blue to gray skies.
From warmth to cold.
From haloes to baldness
And from growth to demise.
Wintertime.
People change from
Societal to solitude.
As nature transforms
From colorful to neutral.
Challenges for which
I mentally prepare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem