It’s raining,

All around is boring.

Birds are singing,

I hear them snoring.

Sun is shining,

I’m again whining.

Wind is blowing,

Separation it’s showing.

The phone is ringing,

Happiness it’s bringing.

Birds lovely songs are singing,

Rain drops like bells are ringing,

Sun is brightly shining,

I am no more pining.

Wind is tenderly blowing,

My temptation is growing.

All around have changed at once,

Now I feel like to dance.

All signs are repeating,

My love I am meeting.

© Copyright Larisa Rzhepishevska

June 7^th, 2011 (Odessa, Ukraine)