Moody and Happy
When it rains,
All around is boring.
When birds sing,
I hear them snoring.
When the sun shines,
I’m again whining.
When the wind blows,
It seems separation it shows.
But now the phone is ringing,
Yes! Happiness it’s bringing.
Birds lovely songs are singing,
Rain drops like bells are ringing,
The Sun is brightly shining,
I am no more pining.
The Wind is tenderly blowing,
My temptation is growing.
All around has changed at once,
I feel like to dance.
All signs are repeating:
My love I am meeting.
(12th of July,2011/Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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