As the first and youngest flowers,
Which are reaching for the sun,
I am waiting you for hours,
And I still can wait a time.
As the clouds ride the sky,
They are wholly wrapped,
So I am, feel you heart,
Even falling sad.
As the spring will open doors,
Feeding souls for a while,
Change the course of empty flows,
Fly beside and make me smile.
Waiting
© Copyright: Юлия Кагеро, 2019
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