Long absent, soon forgotten.
English proverb.
I miss you like deserts miss the rain,
Like winter nature misses the Sun,
Like a deserted platform misses a train,
Like solder’s mother misses her son.
I miss you like a guitar misses her bard,
Like prisoners miss their freedom,
Like a gambler misses his lucky card,
Like a stranger misses his kingdom.
Well, I am missing you terribly,
My lucky card, my bard, my Sun, my rain!
Time is a great healer, definitely,
And I know that my missing is vain.
I miss you
© Copyright: Индри, 2006
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