Without the winter, we wouldn't appreciate summer,
When blossoms burst forth, a vibrant new drummer.
The chill in the air, the frost on the ground,
Teach us the beauty in warmth that is found.
The nights may be long, and the days feel so gray,
Yet silence and stillness prepare us for play.
Each snowflake that dances, each whisper of breeze,
Reminds us of moments that put our hearts at ease.
As icicles shimmer, like diamonds they gleam,
They cradle the promise of sunlight's soft beam.
For every cold shadow, a warmth will arise,
In the heart of the winter, the summer's disguise.
So let us embrace the cold's gentle sting,
For it nurtures the joy that the warm seasons bring.
Without the winter's embrace, its lessons to teach,
The sweetness of summer would be out of reach.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tenderness and warmth of this fine poem is far reaching, original and so enchanting! Another sparkle from your poetic stardom,5+
merci beaucoup cherié
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