A year

Саша Малацион
Happy New Year!!! Seriously.
The New Year is coming for you.
The days are getting longer free of charge.
Not much, just March.
Spring is coming to get you.

Short words, long days.
Summer is gone and its trail is cold.
September is getting nervous.
Today is the international day of the end of September.

Autumn is still there.
Winter is coming. You know how I mean.
The season of cold glances and warm blankets.
Everything will be slow,
Often repeating twice,
Just as the days go
Or as the crow flies.
Winters come and go. The only question is when.

I'm getting fed up with this year.
Just a couple of minutes more, and there'll be a couple of minutes less.
The year is going home.
One little second wanted to become a big eternity, but there was just not enough time for that.
This year will be great again!