Writing After Listening To 'tombe La Neige' Poem by Kinsley Lee
Writing After Listening To 'tombe La Neige'
In the street-side, autumn leaves are rolling according to the wind's play,
In the place where snow falls, the crouching people hurry along their way.
To outside the café, the rich aroma which the coffee boast.
Upon entering, a familiar song does welcome in lieu of the host.
(Dec.15th,2023, Kinsley Lee)
Thursday, December 14, 2023
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