The White Season Of A Year

 

The white season of a year

Only one season out of four

When people hear jingle bells ring

And the shining stars upon the sky

 

The white snow hugging the streets

The white snow, embracing leaves of the trees

People are hugging each other

And the embrace of the snow felt warm

 

The blooming pink flowers change their color

As if they are too shy to face the white world

The white season of a year

Only one season out of four

 

People enjoying their time

At the high top of the mountain

Where the beautiful cotton-blanket is laid

And covers fresh green view of the mountain

 

People enjoying their time

As if this is their last time

The white season of a year

One season out of four

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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