My heart, my feelings

My heart, my feelings, everything
That kept in mind of home:
The father's smile, the mother's dream
Obtain my lone sole.

In summer night when forest sleeps
I roam along the road
In search of grasping living being
But no answer know.

In solving problems I beleive
The morning sun will go.
Among the clouds let the breeze
My evening troubles blow.


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It was very interesting, thank you. N.A.

Нина Заморина   16.02.2013 21:38     Заявить о нарушении
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