I like it when the fate of the burning,
I send loyal friends.
And we live by helping each other,
and do not regret, spoken ideas.
I like to cuddle with happiness,
do not think that when something bad luck.
And waking up in the morning, smile,
not to remember what happened in the life of evil.
I like that the years added itself,
bear a relationship purity.
Are now living with friends wondering
we see life more beautiful.
I also like the fact that there is love in the world,
which extends over the centuries.
And on our blue planet,
the fate of the owner, only people.
And just like me fall with a sweet sadness,
bright gold and decorated with earth.
That life is lived with a slight sense of
and that in the autumn, winter comes again.
And we will live, and we will smile,
that the troubles have not touched all of a sudden, now.
In the fall, we will once again wonder
that under the feet of gold from us!
Lyudmila Barmina
Blues falling leaves
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