the world is quiet
the world is dark
the snow is falling amoung the trees
peacefully
quitely
tranquility
people walk past
people walk fast to stay out of the cold
the snow is falling
untouched
untainted
i wish it would stop
i wish the some would come out
and joy would return to my life
and life will return to all the flowers
and the birds would come back
and finally i will have a glimmer of hope again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem