Vladislav Krapivin. (№ 118930)

Scarier than storms, gray fog.
Worse than all of the deep gray rocks.
And if you managed to understand,
Swim safely to the most distant countries.
But distant countries and all the seas more
Two words, quietly spoken friend,
When holding in the palm of your hand
Said that without you he can't swim.
You can get one
And may you both Shine
Blue dawn in front
The side where the wind!