Winter is entering <br />in to my bones, <br />after giving a touch <br />to my eyes. <br />Winter is giving the potter <br />a chance to survive, <br />after calling the carpenter <br />to fill up the gap. <br />Here is see, winter <br />on my table, on my chair <br />and also on my bed. <br />Coming of winter is not new <br />but a routine process <br />you can assess.<br /><br />gajanan mishra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-is-entering/
