I am the coldest of the winds,
I bring snow and white clouds,
Cities covered by shining crystals,
Joy and solitude of winter landscapes.
I bring long periods of silence,
Days of passivity,
Melancholy and weariness,
Along with the sadness I bring,
I also give you the hope of new beginnings.
Under the veil of snow
Happiness grows.
Boreas
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2022
Свидетельство о публикации №122021303536
Свидетельство о публикации №122021303536
Рецензии
