Doigt-du-Cheval
The star that ever keeps on shining,
my noble surname, that s my pride!
And though the problems keep on winding
My soul is nothing but a kite!
"Doigt-du-Cheval , a horse’s finger!"
they laugh. "Ha-ha, ho-ho, hee-hee!"
To break each others hearts so eager.
But mine, I ll wear it like a shield!
I ll use my poems as a moto!
Cause words are an ideal catch,
imagination is a motor
to puff the sun out like a match!
Doigt-du-Cheval
© Copyright: Надежда Еленина, 2020
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