Raindrops fell as well as shell
From the face until the hell,
Gloomy bell made sound tell
That the life is not so well.
But one lonely walking lady
With one lonely watching teddy
On the street was singing steady,
And the Sun was almost ready.
Clouds were melting like ice-cream,
Wispers long forgotten dream.
It was just a simple seam.
No need like wolf to scream.
Raindrops Fell As Well As Shell
© Copyright: Александр Васильевич Боев, 2016
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