Homeless
I’ll come to you in dreams.
Every day you pass in front
And you never look at me.
I just stay there, and the rain wets me,
And the sun my water dries.
Bring me up at home with you,
I’ll be quiet and friend for you,
I’ll follow you every where,
And if the trouble will happen - I’ll be there.
I don’t know what the treason is,
I’ll be living just for you,
I’ll be protect you in sleep,
And of your dreams I’ll be guardian.
Take me please in your arms,
Give me heat of your heart,
Give me home inside your mind,
You will never sorry it.
Look at me next time you’ll pass,
I’m just a DOG which waits your glance,
And you maybe bring me up for stay with you for the rest of my life,
Even it isn’t long enough for return my thanks to you.
I’m just the essence of love,
But nobody see it under my dirty coat.
But if you look in my eyes – you will see infinite pain,
Of one homeless creature which is living on the road,
In the cartoon box under stairs of your hall.
I’m just a dog – bring me up with you……
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Ксения Желева 15.12.2015 14:38 Заявить о нарушении
Совершенство это высокое понятие, особенно для начинающих, как я :-)
А душу вкладываю во всё, что пишу, всё только от нужды души вырваться на волю.
Диана Моун 15.12.2015 14:56 Заявить о нарушении
Ксения Желева 15.12.2015 15:33 Заявить о нарушении