Birch and Wind Part 1

Lived the wind, crank, and he wandered through the white light, Here I will prigolubit, there prieska who sinned. And here it is birch once, young one, noticed, She, curly, one in the wild field, poor fellow, is... It hugged the snake young ivy vines, And no strength to throw off, because it would be alone, let it hang... And the wind... fool her he gently hugged her shoulders, And only rustled the leaves - I give myself, I watch your front... She's young, and he... lived too long in this he is the light, Didn't mean to offend... how many does he have... But he became very curly ones these, And the mill, was a mile and more, that he knew everything. He hot days tried to brighten up the suffering The sun bore, evil heat burning her, And threw her out of those slippery, predatory scourge Ivy young, Sookie pulled out of her. ............................................... 11.02.14 AKC © Copyright: Konstantin Achapowski, 2014 The certificate of publication No. 114021101669