Oct 14, 2010, 4:22 PM

Роса 

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                          Роса

 

                          Навънка тиха роса,

                                                           небето сиво разпори.

                          Разплете влажна коса,

                                                            ръце студени разтвори...

                          Далеч е още бесът

                                                            на зимните хали.

                          Жълтее тъжен лесът,

                                                            за лятото жали...

 

                                                                                           14.10.2010 год.

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