to the River
Who knows every step of mine,
Who calms me down late at night,
Who stops my tears and my pride,
Who speaks to me by tender notes,
Who brings me freedom from my dopes,
Who teaches me being quite and wise
Not to go down, not to rise.
My dear River, I'm your child-
Cold, sparkling, fearless and wild.
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Юлия Азорова 16.07.2013 11:47 Заявить о нарушении