Poems by Sergey Mavrodi


    Breeze rustled -
    Light angel flew in.
    Behind my shoulder -
    And is silent.

    Well, say at least something!
    Advise to rest,
    Yes, guess good luck -

    How tired I am, my angel,
    From the road from the earthly! ..
    From labor and care,
    From adversity.

    I am sinful! .. But by the way, well!
    You can’t return anything.
    Better return to paradise -
    And goodbye.
    The breeze rustled, a
    dark angel flew in.
    Behind the other shoulder
    And - is silent.


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