Winters In Murree Poem by Maham Waheed

Winters In Murree

It's time for the winter,
It's time for the orange,
It's time for the snow,
It's time for the sweater,
I want you to make leather,
To let me feel better,
The sun has gone,
The clouds have came,
Let me enjoy this rain,
I want to visit this place,
Because I knew this case,
The place is Murree,
The case is Murree,

Saturday, May 17, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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