The clouds sift the flour over the plain, <br />children play with it, <br />they knead some snowmen. <br />People look wonderfully at these snowmen <br />that are so cold and live for only three months. <br />Children are very happy with them <br />for only three months. <br />When the wind is blowing <br />and it is very cold, <br />only the snowmen are playing with each other, <br />talking to each other, thinking about children <br />and waiting for children. <br />Nobody knows that <br />the snowmen are looking for <br />our happiness <br />and they need hearts <br />as them to understand <br />how short it is happiness. <br />Children know that happiness <br />has been for only three months <br />while snowmen stayed with them.<br /><br />Valentin Gabriel Cristea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happy-winter/
