Winter Symphony Poem by Ludovik Celaj

Shivering off when i stand
weather known as the notorious
this nature can not deny
but a little clumsy to survive

They get hot in the burning sun
and we asked for a little freshness
Months went by aligning
to come back in winter

Not as bad as has fame
already the longest stays merzisja
burn all the trees in this forum
ripe cake for warmth

Indigent hideouts birds warble
the naked trees is so transparent
have nowhere to go barefoot snapper
the coast is more leisurely for somnolence

Wearing white horizon
as a furry polar wolf in
Sometimes as for symphony
we feel that it is winter.