Dec 2018
The snow glistens
Softly and blurred
It falls past all the
greatness
that the buildings hold
Snowy and cold
The snow falls
As we grow old,
It still falls
Softly and blurred
It falls past all the
greatness
that the buildings hold
Snowy and cold
The snow falls
As we grow old,
It still falls
written 2 December 2018.
by The Lenora.
All rights reserved.
by The Lenora.
All rights reserved.
