it's freezing at night.
I am changing the sheets.
light and warm duvet,
then again to the cover.
we recall warmth
of the summer,
and sand heated up,
on sandy sand dunes.
the wind, played
on green grass. the sky
today is raw. resembles,
that time already, it is now,
for the family warmth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poem written lightly and efficiently. Full of pleasant poetic images. I like it :))