The day will come
The sun will rise
To rule of thumb - let tongues get numb -
Life will surprise!
The time will freeze
Sand in your palm
And, playing with, the wind will breeze
Between the palms
Grasshoppers will
Keep chirping songs
We’ll choose between and find for real
All rights and wrongs
For all who’s ill
We’ll bring the balm
For hungry – meal. For weak – good will
Strong, proud and calm,
With sand in palms
We… will. We will. We WILL!!!
Aug. 2008
Lullaby
© Copyright: Геннадий Сакс, 2011
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