Sunday, 19 November 2017

from the seventies

November Snowfall

The birds in the forest

See the trees

And the forest.

This is more than a man!

An early snowfall,

Silently in the night,

Carpets the wood, clean and white.

The woodpecker calls,


Wake up sleepy forest.

The bears say, “We want sleep.”

The squirrels say, “We have stored for winter.”

In the city
Everything is confusion.

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