........Snowdrops..they just woke up at the Hilltop...
I like to think
That, long ago,
There fell to earth
Some flakes of snow
Which loved this cold,
Grey world of ours
So much, they stayed
As snowdrop flowers.
NO! Really? The Hilltop has just started to see the flower starting to poke its head? Or...is it the snow, the real white stuff? Whichever one it is, I know it is magic for you dearest zuster!
Sit back, dream and get ready for a beautiful new season to come to your window.
Was de wereld maar altijd zo mooi. Of konden we misschien alle narigheid er maar mee bedekken. Of eigenlijk doet sneeuw dat wel een beetje toch? Mooi gedicht!
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Ontroerend, bij mij op het balkon zijn ze ook ontwaakt , zo teer ...
NO! Really? The Hilltop has just started to see the flower starting to poke its head? Or...is it the snow, the real white stuff? Whichever one it is, I know it is magic for you dearest zuster!
Sit back, dream and get ready for a beautiful new season to come to your window.
Was de wereld maar altijd zo mooi. Of konden we misschien alle narigheid er maar mee bedekken. Of eigenlijk doet sneeuw dat wel een beetje toch? Mooi gedicht!
Perfection :)
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