One Night, A Long Time Ago

Тим Волков
It was a long, long time ago
We did not know where we should go

That night, the forest was our home
A place where both of us belonged
We saw a deer
Then saw a fox
When snow was falling
Crystal rocks
So tender
No one could pretend
Our dreams
They never have an end

With my eyes closed
I still believe
There's more to see
A life to live.


22-X-2017
Dream on. Live on.


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The graphical structure of the poem looks like a tree.
I dunno, if you did it on purpose or that tree spirit interfered with it.

Марина Весенина   25.10.2017 02:58   •   Заявить о нарушении
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Well spotted. Tbh didn't give it much thought...
That's my tree (free) spirit at large, I guess.

Тим Волков   26.10.2017 11:28   Заявить о нарушении
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