My morning begins with cold coffee,
My evening begins with hot tea,
Convincing myself being calmer,
Quit talking, but listen and see.
My day is a way full of questions,
My night is a way to define
If I really need all these answers,
Or maybe without them I'm fine?
Today I'm a person with sorrows,
Tonight I'm a free humming bird,
There's nothing to worry, my darling,
I'm loved, I'm admired, I'm heard.
Just go on your path if you suffer,
And go on your path if you love,
Till happiness makes your heart beating,
It's priceless. It's always enough.
My morning begins with cold coffee
© Copyright: Ананько Александра Викторовна, 2019
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