Baby Winter

the baby winter peeks with miracles
of mists and snow while the autumn unfolds
hugging the paths with its warmth
leaves of passionate colours spread
on which the lovers sing and dance
and the baby winter throws a snow ball
for them to play and rekindle their childhood
the thread tying them becoming strong

by
Kritika
https://www.instagram.com/undressedthoughts

*DO NOT COPY ME*

36 Comments

    1. Pleased that you enjoyed ‘Baby Winter’. Though I find this piece incomplete but I had no further feelings left after the last line πŸ˜€ Still trying to at least start digging but my laziness, I guess πŸ˜‰
      Thank you so much kindly πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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