Look at smirking dawn of day
With scarlet lips of sunset.
Was not, apparently, in vain
Outgoing day disbursement?
Minus day, minus two days,
And minus week already.
Sunday, Friday and Wednesday
Reached witn Monday understanding.
But city doesn't notice anything,
Just hums with nude bridgeworks,
How dingy silhouette of spring
Is being shown from bedrock.
Spring will come, no one be asked
Just ask the spring on one's own
It will find what autumn exhausted,
What winter tried to hide by snow.
No wonder, all float off during spring
All new "forgive me", past "forgive you"
Spring will come, put in place for everything
But don't expect from spring longwaited rue!
09.06.2017