piątek, 25 stycznia 2013

the snow

my son Filip has written a poem about the snow, according to R. Piumini.

The snow

The man and the great pine
protect themselves from the cold.

The girl and the shadow
slip on the ice.

The fields and children
sleep under a white blanket.

The child and the silence
think intensely.

His eyes and the sky
become more and more gray.

On all of them
the snow falls.