WINTER POEM The sky is gray,the landscape is silent, the snow falls,the branch tilts, the roe deer sneaks up,runs away softly, wherever you look, there is a blanket of snow. Lace ruffles on bare trees, a few hoof prints in the clearing, smell of green grass - a faint memory - frost breathed the body of the earth. ~Hungarian poem quote~
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Beautiful view 😍