Публикувано от: bogpan | март 21, 2018

The Little Autumn Rain

The Little Autumn Rain

knocks
on the long sheets
quietly,
invisible.

The Little Autumn Rain
does not bear growth
the rivers are ringy.
The Little Autumn Rain
does not tell
joyful tales
for short summers.
The Little Autumn Rain
does not water.
He swings the ground long
quietly,
invisible.

Invisible

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  1. Beautiful..

  2. Thanks for heart words! You are always welcome!


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