White flowers blossom On the hedge. It’s dusk. White glow. Soothing stars on earth.
Sunrise. A glowing ray touches a little lamb sleeping on the soft grass.
Bright red and dark green – buds and leaves coated with frost. Sweet winter morning.
Warmth and cold have clashed. On the dim skyline tonight lilac stains fade out.
Warm wind from the west brings a breath of fresh air. Raindrops are flying around.
A single raindrop heavy with cold solitude drops in a small puddle.
Peachy sky drips light like juice squeezed on the clouds soaking in cool glow.
The sun will soon melt all white veils of morning frost, leaving behind small tear drops.
Cotton clouds slowly float to merge in a giant quilt bright, cushy and cold.
Heavy rain pours down cold season’s melancholy. Eyelids over-weigh.
In the lazy noon on the January sky pink roses in bloom.
Torrential rain pitter-patters on the leaves, singing afternoon lullabies.