Irajsalarvand's Fotothing

What a lovely capture!

Brrrrhhhh....but lovely!!

Sometimes, at dusk , loneliness.
Tiny yellow flowers and clay pots melt.
Sometimes nowhere and no one are gone ,
before you start to remember.

You melt away remembering not a day.
You have only counted habits,
Tables and vases(pots),
And melted drops,
And sometimes,
The day turning into the dusk..

cool

Very nice snowy landscape !

feels great - i feel it - thank s for sharing