The days of rain and mud passed,
What’s left is water, ocean vast.
So peacefully silent outside and pretty,
Sun shows its face, short, shiny and silly.
There should be an end of winter-suffers soon,
We wish to see trees and bushes in bloom.
But make no mistake my dear fellow citizen!
This is just the day before, I feel it,
All freezes over, even Hell, and snows us in again.
Ma Nature, mark my word, is a troll!
I know…I’m conversant about it,
She screwed us before!