Минзухар в снега

Feb 7, 2009, 8:31 AM

Poetry » For kids

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Късна зима – ранна пролет.
Там до оня дънер стар,
сякаш свил крилца след полет,
жлътнал се е минзухар.
Утре де ли ще се скрие,
сняг отново щом завей...
Но дори да се затрие,
коренът му ще живей!

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