Keep Me Mother
While the rain is pouring
I feel the cold
You are beside me
pulling me to you.
I pull myself, wet
from the galloping weather
tired and sad, onto your back,
a great burden...
When fatigue overcomes me
I don't know how and where?
I call you, keep me mother
in your thoughts, draw me to your bosom.
And I will feel the warmth
and fall asleep peacefully.
I know you are here, thinking of me
and you are praying to the Lord
To make it easier for me
Keep me my dear mother!
Girl Embroider
Beauty of art
it starts from morning
A woman is an inspiration
of the artist
Surrounded by flowers and beauty
from his homeland
Vezilke, with hat white
as her goal to embroider life.
Whiteness reigns in it like a canvas
embroidered by Vezilka
Head bowed purity gushes
surrounded by flowers
with the left hand
with a brush painting ..
Vezilke is beautiful girl in a white dress dressed
You hide Lika, with your hat tilted
above the work with your hand,
skillfully you paint.
SABAHETA ETA MERSIMI
SABAHETA ETA MERSIMI, is born 1956 & living at village Zitose, region of Pelagonium in Macedonia, pensioner. Her hobby writing start in early ages. She is involving in many anthologies with other poets and magazine. She had the first independent Collection of Data Poetry, called, Imagination, Present on white sheet, never is not later". Eta as her nick name is big enthusiast, communicativeness, tirelessness, optimistic outlook on life rejoices and is satisfied with small things, draws themes and her inspiration is imagined st from the life of each individual, life, through encounters communications come deep from the soul painted on pieces of paper.
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