Better Day

Sweetest whisper’s tender ring,
Lightest feather on my bed.
Maybe angel caught his wing,
Maybe fairy lost from head.

It is darkness in my room,
Only moonlight touch my arm,
But I see fantastic bloom,
I believe my day will come

Time is teaching us to wait,
But I’m waiting all my life!
After every happy date
Comes bad week as killing knife.

Dear angel, where are you?
Ask the God to bless my way.
With all heart I want some new,
Wanna step in better day.


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why striving for better day?
does ur life consists of days?
isn't it indiscrete, isn't it wonderful to be alive...

sharing of experience =)
http://www.stihi.ru/2006/10/06-233

sincerely urs

Аутинсайдер   01.11.2006 01:42     Заявить о нарушении
I enjoy my life when it's enjoyable, but sometimes it seems wonderful to be dead. :) As every optimist in such times i search for something better to cheer me up.
Thank you Alex for sharing your opinion
You are welcome on my pages
Come again

P.S. I also feel alive under fields of love:)

Ольга Малиёва   03.11.2006 00:47   Заявить о нарушении
Thank U much for the invitation - u're most welcome 2 =)

Аутинсайдер   06.11.2006 10:48   Заявить о нарушении
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