Spring stranger

At last the sunny day is here.
It smiles to me. It’s really sweet.
The air’s absolutely mere.
I feel it as no one. Indeed.
It’s fresh & light. My heart is boomin’.
I go for snack. I wish it now:
Instead of calories consuming
I wanna have the lightest “wow”.
It’s time to eat the greenest pleasure –
The cucumber is juicy, fresh;
Salad’s aroma’s of no measure,
& so delicious herbal mash.
My heart’s completely satisfied.
The same with stomach. But “Excuse me!
I’ll have grilled turkey meet. All right?”
“u’ll have”, said the gar;on amusedly.
So chewin’ mild meet in the sauce
I thought of why I felt so happy.
Oh, it’s flerie saison hypnose!
& the gar;on is pretty chatty.
A stranger smiled to me again.
Sun in the sky. In me. In u.
In spring we think of what we can,
But let “we-cannot” become true.
I smile to him. That is my turn.
“Gar;on”, I said, “the drink with foams!”
“Coke?” “No”, said stranger in return,
“Champagne for us & honeycombs!”