The Note

It was a southerly warm day
A porch is best to nap
But someone knocked on the gate
Who's there? The postman.

He hold in hands a cardboard box,
Was full of whitest snow.
No valentines and knitted socks
Full box of snow. And a note:

«For some who's under shining light
Where are the sand and waves
This snow that fell through northern night
At thousand miles away»

I asked the postman right away:
Who sent this box to me?
He is gone, I didn't get to say.
Bicycle dust in air

I checked email and all my texts -
They're empty as my guess:
How snow and note didn't melt to mess?
Found only funny memes.

My throat was dry. I went for juice
And passing wet my feet
The box was soaked, snow is reduced
Note words are disappeared.

In them was something very right!
But I forgot the lines.
I cursed the sun and cried all night
Until the sun rose high.

Chance falls for us at the right time
Do not push away and try
You will be prized. Be ready shine
While your snow is still white.