Like a fairytale...

She will say: "It was like a fairytale".
But life does not end there.
She, as before, sits at the home,
and looks at the gray sea and the storm,
remembering a dream and a white ship,
"She'll be back", - she thinks, -
in her dreams she will return -
there, where the hot southern sun,
where near the pier grow the palm trees,
where the heart more and more often beats,
where the life of truth is comprehended ...

Стихотворение на русском языке -
http://stihi.ru/2018/09/25/6938

(25.09.2018)


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