Better Day
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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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
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
Аутинсайдер 06.11.2006 10:48 Заявить о нарушении