Light rain, sleet…
Peter is half asleep…
Getting out on the road,
Which leads us to the temple of Faith.
I'm going to Church to God
Remember the slave Valera.
I put candles under the crucifix
I remember all the dead.
The pain of losing time heals…
Without the departed, life is different.
The ladle is tilted star –
The songs stopped, not finished.
& nbsp;Leaving the path to the stars,
Unforgettable sunk into Oblivion.
And not to return former back…
Here is only it seems again –
We sit by the fire together –
And the sky sing a song!
Light rain, sleet…
Peter is half asleep.
December 29, 2019
The figure of the author.
Light rain, sleet
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