Behind the window, an icicle cries and sparkles like crystal. I look and feel so sad, and my eyes are filled with sorrow... The icicle fell and broke like a firework, and I got scared in the cozy warmth of home. Suddenly, I remembered childhood, winter and skating rinks, daddy's hands and rosy cheeks. But I'm not sad, I'm just thoughtful, about someone memorable and very loving. I'll take an arrow and send a hello to the universe with a spring song. The frost is strong, pour some infused drink, and hug me, let's dance a polka, like in childhood, on a hill, on a sled, and then we'll have tea with jam from a crystal vase. Wrapped up in a fur coat, through the alleyway, let's go for a walk, to make a Snow Maiden. We'll fall into the snow and stretch out our arms, like little angels, and in love with life 😊.
