Honey

Sunday, 15 March 2015

Poem:Mud House

Descending from high mountains
in the heavy rains
in the falling snows
crossing the meadows
entangled in the storms
due to snowy foams
in the stormy night
caught sight
of a mud house
like a Micky Mouse
like a little star
or like a bar
cozy like a dove
comfy like an alcove
we filled it with love!!!