The sky is ragged And stars Got visible in the holes. The smell of rain Has become The only perfume for your soul. You are canning summer air In jars So that November Could be slightly diluted With joy of June, With shooting stars of August, The tender sea waves of July And love of March and April. You preserve your thoughts, Dreams and feelings To open all the jars On the New Year"s eve. So in a kaleidoscope of emotions You are the one who turns the earth..
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
I suddenly have some kind of magical feeling, despite the fact that I have not been celebrating winter holidays for a long time ........
Comments (5)
I love the way you delivered your magical message.
Wishing you a peaceful Christmas.
Regards Mick.
Mick, many thanks for reading and for understanding my feelings. Wish you a Merry Christmas too. Lily
Ocean, many thanks..I do enjoy it ..wish you the same. Lily
mcradloff,I will keep it in mind))) thank you for stopping by.Lily