DESSY TSVETKOVA

 

 

Here Comes The Sun"

 

The ocean is a giant drop of teers.

The clouds above are cover of a melt.

The Sun is proud to shine and to appear,

The waves are whiter clothe of smell.

Here comes the sun,

Here comes the bright,

It brings the fun,

It sparkles light.

The vague of wind are singing as sparrows.

The sands are welcoming the joy.

It offers satisfaction in the shadows

And people sadness to avoid.

Here comes the sun,

Here comes the bright.

It brings the fun,

It sparkles light.

 

Taste Of Summer

 

Seagull floats with wind waves,

surfing in the sky.

Clouds around are sailing,

fluffy shapes they have.

Seagull loves to fly.

Over the sea he is yelling,

greeting the new day,

fertile, full of life.

Seagull, spreading wings above the bay,

the symbol of holiday,

and symbol of smile...

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DESSY TSVETKOVA