You And I Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

slight fog you and I
spring cold mornings still
and I feel these shivers
kind of today
the green leaf fell from a tree
I like Ewa under the apple tree
between my, and your forehead
a pink flower bloomed
in order to give fruits mature
bird's bunch chirp
chirped for us from the morning
and in evening the nightingale warbled
jumping lightly on twigs
of the ones green young still
somewhere quietly short crickets
nippers with honey greased
the fiddle then more nice played
and the melody was sweet
it perfected our ear
at least it of time passing is
spring will stay in heart
as far as will come of lines.