Sunday, 23 February 2014

WINTER. POETRY 6.10.12 (23.2.14)

Winter is here,
Cold, dark and grim.
Windows captured by the ice
Somebody could say: Nice!
But you feel isolation
And some desperation.
In childhood winters were different,
Like fairy tales they were!
But not today.
Today I long for April and for May,
For  a long and promising day!
Today winter is a cold stranger.

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