A Dream In A Winter Night
When I open my eyes
naked trees already dressed
with snow so clean and white
many little children making snowman
one big big snowman.
I smile
I am happy
but only for this moment
for this moment that I am dreaming
of seing once again
little children
playing under the sun
on a snowy winter morning
all around the neighborhood.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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