Andrey Usachev. (№ 348969)

The rain was bucketing down.
I opened the gate
And saw in the yard
Silly Snail.
Tell her:
- See
You do get wet in a puddle.
And she told me from inside:
- This is the outside...
But within me spring,
The day is beautiful. -
She answered me
Out of the shell close.
Say:
- Darkness everywhere,
No escape from the cold!
And she answered:
- Nothing.
It's on the outside...
And inside of me comfort:
Roses bloom
Marvelous birds sing,
Dragonflies and glitter!
- Well, sit up by myself! -
I said with a smile.
And said goodbye to funny
Silly Snail.
The rain had long ended
The sun on half the world...
And inside me is dark,
Cold and damp.