Winter Is A Pretty Season Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

After Fall immediately
Winter comes to show us
Its strong muscles and its
Cold teeth amid its strong
Winds and its strong violence...
Without it, then
There will not be any Spring,
Any Summer, or even Fall itself...
Although it is cold and strong, but
It is lovely in its pretty rains
And it is sometimes lovely by
Its white snows here and there...
Chimneys are installed,
Firewood is sold here and there,
Dark clothes are put on and
Colored umbrellas are carried
By many people who go outside...
We buy chestnuts just to roast them
And we get our coffee kettles and
Our teapots always ready
To be drunk by us...
Naked trees are clearly seen
Anywhere and everywhere...
Lovely sights of white landscapes and
Lovely sights of high mountains' white tops are great...
Creeks and rivers run
With abundant quantities of water...
Stoves turn houses hot and warm
Amid those cold days and nights...
Winter utter clearly about itself
Through those cold and violent days and
Nights that pass slowly...
Although we greatly feel cold, but
We greatly feel lovely
With what come by this lovely month...
We utterly love this cold month
Simply because it passes with its
Funny days that bring some fun
To us through its lovely nights
Around hot and lovely stoves...
We come together to enjoy
The pretty month's nights
Where we enjoy sitting drinking and eating
The most delicious and wintry foods, drinks,
And even all pretty soups...
We love to be for ever and ever
In this lovely month, but
The other months appear to be too...
In spite of all that is
In this lovely month, but
We wholly love it greatly and wonderfully...
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