.. no I'm not talking about the kids of Heidi, but a little fairy ...
The other day it snowed here (OO brrrrr) ... and a snowflake I found her
is an ice dancer .. and when you the dance of snow starts to snow (then she was ... to make it snow here it only takes a magic!) also her dress is made of ice and snow, like the wings .... hand ... has an ice crystal is so small it fits on a snowflake ...
I get cold just looking at it ...
Days magical winter
Magic in the park ...
soften
eyes
fascinated by small diamonds
rents come down from heaven.
In a dream, fantastic ...
close them ... and here they appear
, winged little fairies ...
Vivona solitary, sometimes in groups
draw
and chisel snowflakes ..
only in absolute silence we can hear the slight inceder
discern the white blanket on the brown trees
their small footprints.
dressed in bright clothes bright with wings
cavalcan magical horses.
Han character shy and reserved
silent no one can see them but their scent
feel for the whole season:
essence of chestnut and lime
feeling of ice and fire together
that fill the air and thrilling experience
and wellness happiness.
precious friend
the imaginary fairies
clear morning when the frost bites
bones and makes the heavy work. I just think
to wrap the wonderful feeling of winter
who knows fireplace
hot chocolate ..
smile and weighs more than the hard work
while slight, descends from heaven, and the park
snow white dreams, cloaked.
( poem taken from poesieracconti )
Reservoirs Bacetti
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