So quiet and slow
the falling of snow
I watch.
Like princess in gown
the night’s coming down
to lie on my porch.
The land is asleep…
The snow-drifts are deep
and white.
The colours entrance
by their round-dance
of light.
I feel winter’s kiss
on my frozen lips
and tremble
with wonder and bliss,
for everything seems
so gentle!..
02.03.04.
Winter night
© Copyright: Оксана Данчевская, 2004
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