Posts tagged Anca Cheregi
Winter Poetry

Remember when we were little? When we'd use to try and swallow as many snowflakes as we could, with our tiny mouths wide open to the sky?Our eyes were shut tightly. Those little pieces of winter were bothering our sight, cluttering on the tip of our nose and making our soft eyebrows bushy white.

What a joy it was to play in snow. What a revelation it was when we first found out that it was made out of water.

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