I got lost in the winds of April -
Turned about, and the thread was gone...
Blown away...
I have trusted my soul to paper,
But it didn't repay the loan!..
Should I pray?
I'm such an uncanny flower -
Brought too early my frail fruit -
Spring is young! -
I was ready that life is sour,
But it turned to be pretty rude!..
Bit my tongue...
Who can bear all this alone -
Frosty winter and windy spring?
Wish, I could!
Even if your response is known,
I will ask to accept the ring!
Wish, you would!..
Naive Simple Stikh
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