Soon after the snowhorses riding,

the sneakers start shining.

 

Oh, an old suit on

has gone.

 

Look forward!

The water runs start.

 

A snap?

An executioner hacks.

 

The sob stops.

 

An adrenaline of the river shocks.

 

Dizzy.

 

Feelings like before a big exam.

Taste of a tantalising jam.

 

The spring's eye blinks.

pretending

the birch's leaf thinks.

 

Maybe,

a slushy rain arouses a tiny pain.

It doesn't bother anyone,

cause eternal is the sun.