Answer A Question... Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

the grandfather 'frost' wanted to hug still
who will be of given, and it what, is of giving...
he didn't know that the winter had recognised him,
although he put the cap of the clown on.

it is an exceptional scoundrel, a winter said
till spring. but you, 'don't worry, be happy.. '
he is as the coward which is afraid of his own

shadow.


I will dropp the snowstorm, and what's more,
he will be enough, when it covers, a strong wind up,
he will be escaping there where sun

isn't reaching so quickly - hahaha.

the spring smiled radiantly, talking to the winter:

don't worry my friend. It will be enough,
that I for him will ask one riddle,
the reply to which a 'sharp mind' won't find it.
he will be escaping there where sun

isn't reaching so quickly - heheheh

and she asked, and he escaped, and
is looking for an answer up till today,
- what to do with
'shirt of the grandfather'


and the spring is laughing
heheheh

the winter was in the distance...