Bucharest , 1st November
The winter knocks at the door . It`s so beautiful because a few snowflakes twisted through the air . It`s quiet and streets are covered by the carpet of yellow and red leaves .
The leaves have no worries : they don`t think at the high prices for food , electricity , phones , water , or at the warming bills .
The holydays are coming . Still they won`t come with a their miracles .
The miracle is already here . The miracle is that we are still alive !
Author : Spanu Dumitru Viorel
