From today, March 1st,
This sunny day,
To 8th of March
Most women of my land
Will smile and pray
Inside their hearts.
For One they Love!
The much loved man
Will hear woman's call.
There he is!
As in her secret thoughts
At her own door:
Holding a bunch of
gentle little snow drops.
She'll have those sweet flowers
Then he will be paid instead
Only one warm but sweetest kiss!
Yet! For the spring to come,
He needs
A thousand!
So, now get ready
His time to pray:
She has to kiss him
Nine hundred ninety nine
Times again!
Let's hope she'll hear,
Get it done.
Or...
Spring, will never ever
come...
So, may I say my my pray:
For man to give
their loved ones what they wish
And woman give man
a bit more then a much too little
Tiny kiss?
Elena Sandu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snow-drops/
