December twenty-fourth
CYCLE - & quot;DECEMBER DIARY"
Like a mad, rushing wind,
It stings, stings, and shivers.
And the day is pale again today…
The weather changes to expect.
Will the frost set? Not real.
Snow & nbsp; suddenly fall down from the sky?
Frost and snow, as & nbsp; it would be nice!
Leading with winter again & nbsp; polites*:
"I've been dreaming for twenty and four days,
That Zimushka you will come to us.
My & nbsp;dreams, as the ice melts…
When will you get your license?
I look in the forecast – all the same grayness,
The days are cloudy, there is no number.
Where did you stay for winter?
From us, where did you go?
Polites* - polite, courteous conversation.
© Copyright: Денис Антонович Евсеев, 2020
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