Waiting for spring

Анна Анкудинова
The nature is my friend.
I well her understand.
The world is nice around,
I love big native ground.
 
The birds are waiting spring,
They ringing sing begin.
The wind is warm today,
The cold is far away.
 
The nature is my friend.
I well her understand.
She pleases heart and eyes,
In feelings lost the ice.
 
                17.02.2023