Poetry Blog by Larisa Rzhepishevska (snow)
Snowfalls bring me to madness,
I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
Snow! The fluffy and sparkling snow!
Its falls make beautiful all my trips.
I love the snowfalls very much
Though I am not eighteen!
Even at my age as such
Catching the snowflakes I am a teen.
What ever that I am not eighteen?
What ever that I am not so young?
Thursday 5th January 2012 10:24 pm
- 2012 (1)