Winter born

POSTED IN contemporary poetry, Winter 2018 January 17, 2018

When born in a winter evening one must love the darkness, one must accept the cold: in life, in nature, in people…Yes, I have a few true friends, but this is a blessing, isn’t it? LOVE YOU ALL, people! LOVE YOU LIFE!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂 I WAS BORN once again!!!!

Bielka