one beautiful morning you open your eyes
and understand you want only to lie.
though you have a large barrel of problems
you feel them too heavy for your weak shoulders.
you have not enough money to pay for study
you don't want to take care about your body.
you drawsing in walking. and reading newspapers
you miss all the shoutings, only have relaxation.
you are perfect artist but have no inspiration.
you simply can't see the beauty of nature!
but you must remember,my friend,-rolling stones
will not ever gather any of moss!
a poem
© Copyright: Майя Вулф, 2010
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