Early snow as if from autumn,
It is spreding on the bottom,
Silver ornaments of earth.
Life is going. It is snowing,
Like the down of heaven' groin,
Like the donats on the trays.
Look and see the snowy garnish
On the eyebrows and the eyelish.
White's a color for the grass.
But this snow will thaw tomorrow -
That's the way forget your sorrow,
Happy days will come to us.
Early Snow
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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