Outside, there is a swinging snowstorm
Mercilessly blowing heavy snow.
Such a mess - the winter world is torn.
It won;t last forever - good to know.
So good to know - somewhere far away,
Somewhere in the distant sunny land
Someone caring thinks of me today;
Нis concern for me will never ends.
Through the blizzard, through the roar of wild wind,
I can feel the warmth of touching care.
I can feel it, so my day will bear a tint
Of the bliss... there;s nothing to compare.
Through the blizzard
© Copyright: Чижик Валентина, 2015
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