The sun at last light Smolders with red-orange fire. Look! The sky darkens.
Chilly winter breeze Tousles the green blades of grass As the Sun rises.
Pewter-colored clouds Hover heavily overhead. Outside, cold winds blow.
Golden sunlight shines Upon the green grass outside: A breeze stirs the leaves
Violins, cellos, flutes Join harmoniously in song As winter’s night comes.
Evening skies darken Last light glows with fire-red hues; My heart yearns for you.
Battleship-gray skies Mixed with cold Siberian winds Give me chills, goosebumps.
Grey-black clouds float high Above the wind-bent treetops Like tears, falls the rain
Butter-colored sun Burning through the morning fog; Dew sparkles on grass.
Your face in profile Bathed in the day’s wintry twilight Fills me with wonder