The place that wears a white blanket
The mountains
By Tommaso BordignonPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Rohit Tandon on Unsplash
Up there
When it's summer you house every species imaginable
When it's winter you cover yourself in a white blanket
We stay awake during the day and sleep at night
You stay awake in summer and fall asleep in winter without fright
Up there
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Comments (1)
This was so true and profound. Loved your poem!