Living my dreams

What is nature sad about?
 She's just like a human,
 already living out his life.      
 What sad weather!
 
 No sun ray, no light –
 rain, bad weather outside the window.
 Winter fell into a heavy sleep
 and in the morning as if there is no dawn.
 
 But soon blue watercolor
 color the gods & nbsp; heaven,
 young spring will Wake up
 in his girlish bed.
 
 Again decorated with a pattern
 the newborn grass
 and primroses & nbsp; lace
 it will become a fabulous headdress.
 
 And I live  already dreams
 to see storks rite -
 they are like angels soaring.
 Spring! Spring is just around the corner!


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