Saleh Ben Saleh

Tripoli - Libya April 8, 1967
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The beauty of Winter

I always long for winter,
cold but not the rain.
And enjoy the fluffy white,
covering the road and lane.
The icy woods would sparkle,
in the hazy light of sun.

Greyish the skies shall be,
after the storms have gone.
My eyes enjoy the beauty,
of nature in all the lands.
But my thoughts refuse to leave,
the warmth of my cozy hat.
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