When I went for a walk on my street,
I believe that white winter is come.
It is door of my childhood that sweet
When December month time have become.
My grandfather told often to me
Many years ago Russia was
With snowdrifts that all people could see
For three month and New Year across.
Pack of snowflakes was lying on land
And without one puddle at the town,
Children run and was building in band
Fortress of snowdrifts and was good done.
Now similar winter sometimes,
Just the same during one or two weeks.
Winter may be with rain for all month.
Or like yesterday ice very big.
But let's think that all things that we have
Should be since they is our life.
And we should be with ourself brave
And begin accept all like a rife.
May be winter already in way
And bears joyful with snowdrifts for us.
I will try to be happy today.
And that's all part of my hometask.
Декабрь, 2014
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