Yacht of love
under the giant ficus tree
light plays with shade - a magic lace
fresh breeze moves sails in the sea.
Young children build with sand and shells.
Bright parrots cackle on the branch.
Hills of seaweed bring salty smells
to couples charting on the bench.
To laugh and swim and see above
the wings of youth on surfing boards -
the white and red – my yacht of love,
wind strikes its ropes with soft accords.
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Все больше и больше проникаюсь твоим английским...:))
Спасибо за творчество...
Лада
PS послала 2 письма по новому адресу - получила ли ты? Если нет - пошлю по старому...
:)
Лада Миллер 24.11.2004 17:32 Заявить о нарушении
Thank you for your kind comments.
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Cheers
А Н Е Л 26.11.2004 10:24 Заявить о нарушении