Dandelion gold.
Fall wiped blush of youth,
Put the wrinkles around my eyes,
Life flashed,
Like a gipsy dance!
Faded like a spring dandelion!
Like the flower I was bright and sunny!
Without fear of the heat or summer storms!
I survived the drought and frost,
This will only change my hair colour.
The gold dandelion
Turned into snow-white!
All his life is ruled by breeze!
And one day,
When flying in the sky!
I like it,
Will say to those who remain,
- Good-bye!
Одуванчик золотой
© Copyright: Макс Лонгрин, 2012
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