February

February is like a white master,
He came to see me, but not alone.

With him is a lady in a mink coat,
The face is in a veil. Doesnt matter -

I recognized her without further ado.
Winter, jokingly, entered my home.

Suddenly everything around turned white:
My table, bed, in short, sleep -

I saw white in reality.
February brought me nonsense?!

The ink became thick.
And the thoughts in my head are sad.

I was overcome by drowsiness,
Of course, I fell asleep until the morning.

When I woke up, in oblivion,
I read in the note: “Sorry!..”