Habitually summer brought much rains
Inherited from early spring’s beginning.
Gray twilight covered city during days
And made so boring lives of human beings.
July did not present us poplars’ fluff
Which hovers like a bird in lucid sky.
What do I see about? - Just make love
And looking lazily like days elapsing by.
Uproar of wind was sternly breath above
And eager thunder caused a fear filling,
Conveyed to people strongest nature craft
Those were the days of nature whim and willing.
Days of nature whim and willing
© Copyright: Ольга Левинская, 2003
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