Anna M. Ostrovskaya. (№ 374375)

Many years later, I open the Notepad with iscelenie pages
and the river will spill all that I felt about you.
Here are my not departed on the will of the gentle birds
everything that was not taken was anything to fate.
Many years later will not have to seem humble
just a friend. Pointless going to equivocate, to hide a sense of hurry.
And love - it will continue to mean to touch
fingers - body rows - native, inspired by the soul.
Well, until the notebooks in the Desk, and we have in future years.
A lot of writing. A lot more will nakolduet gentle birds.
And he watches over us, yet unfulfilled, with the firmament
God and a huge circle of loved and loving persons.