(It’s connected with Acrostic 11.) <br /> <br />Sing to the fairy winter wood. <br />Nod, just nod the talking trees. <br />Open your soul to their mood. <br />Wander in the thoughtful fields.<br /><br />Konstantin Ananin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acrostic-12-snow/
