Snowfalls Poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Snowfalls

Rating: 5.0


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?
The apples on the snow can be red and green,
Not all the songs for me were sung.

All the same my heart for love asks,
All the same I need a sweet kiss.
All the same my soul basks
In the warmest bliss.

Come! It will be the sweetest kiss in the snowfall.
Come! I wouldn’t like it to miss.
Come! I don’t care what people say!
Come! It burns me inside! Please….!

I love you in winters, in springs.
I love you in summers and autumns.
In springs I grow my wings,
In winter I wait for the blossom.

Angel of winter flashed like a ray!
Today the Sun has appeared.
The silvery snowfalls are rolling in,
Bringing happiness in our life stream.

I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
I smile and whisper: You are my darling!
How much I love this winter wonderland!
And I wait for the songs of a starling.

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 5th of January,2012

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 09 February 2012

Very nice poem, Larisa. Physical age is meaning nothing; our mental age is everything. We are as old or as young as we feel. let us do things like an 18 year old, or even younger all through our lives. I really love the poem

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Dave Walker 15 January 2012

Really great poem, like it.

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