Poem The winter tea
Poem The winter tea
The winds change with season
Only in winter do they chill
The leaves are always dull green
Only in winter do they blossom
The oranges are sweet
Only in winter do they grow
The thick colourful coats is a view
Only in winter they are a visitor
The tea one drinks often
Only in winter mornings it tastes more
warming
All things are wonderfull
Only the right time has to be traced
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