Light Verse for Martisor, by Loopoo

Today, for Martisor day
I long to miss the bitter cold
I so long for the month of May
And T-shirt sleeves wandering round

I’ve had it with my frozen nose
With slush, with ice, with cloudy skies
I want to hear singing birds
Rock melody, not manele, of course.

Bro, let the transition start
From freezing cold to pleasant warmth
Cool spritzers, not teas, all around
And shouts, “Come, winter, come !”

by Loopoo