[i][color="#8a5e5e"]In my childhood they told me: "Anything",
In life couple wings is better than one wing,
With time it was forgotten, brier blossomed,
On shore of stones, recalling wavelet words.
I want to be...
I want to be...
It doesn't matter,
Everybody knows?
Freshy breath...
Oh, maybe better.[/color][/i]
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=704649
Рубрика: Пейзажная лирика
дата надходження 04.12.2016
автор: Франкизима