Our love is not for money or prestige;
From day to day, we work to stay together.
Unlike secure and comfy nouveau riche,
We navigate through blows of stormy weather.
We struggle with distance, poverty and trouble,
Apply two brains to stand our shaky grounds,
Support each other when the troubles double
To wither them and find the way around.
But I perceive this life as sheer luck,
No matter the background circumstances;
The years of happiness are keeping us on track,
Of which I had so very little chances.
This life of mine is neither simple nor light,
Yet, soul floats as a happy kite.
27.07.2017
Our love is not for money or prestige
© Copyright: Валерия Ливина, 2017
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