Snow is shining with radiant sun;
Which almost disappeared from the horizon.
I am sit near by the window alone;
Awaiting coming night,
Awaiting coming snowstorm.
It came, and zillion of flakes,
Fall gently in the graceful dance.
It seems that Winter is alive,
And She is alone like me.
She is way above in the sky
Covering us with her endless tears.
She is all alone, nobody likes her frosty kiss.
Her cold beauty and her crystal clear eyes
Can freeze you to your death.
I understand her wishes
She fills my heart with life.
I sit near by the window alone,
Listening to her lullaby.
She whispers in my ears,
I love her tender voice.
I wish I could became a flake,
And dance with her tonight.
And when time would come
Dissolve myself in emptiness.
She is crying yet, she know her faith.
I hope sometime she’ll give me my chance.
November 20, 1996
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov
Snow is shining...
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