Glory
Sometime, Glory will come to me and say,
«I am sure you have waited for me a long time!
Meet me now, as though I am an important visitor.»
Glory will sprawl and lounge in my armchair
and will laugh self-satisfiedly.
Well, if that will happen,
I shall answer her quite politely:
«Yes, I waited for you, of course.
I want to be familiar with you,
maybe even a favorite.
But why are you so ill-bred and tactless?
You have sprawled in my armchair as if you own it,
and you mock me!
Glory will close thin lips,
will frown, and her eyebrows will close together.
She will take back all gifts from me!
Madam Glory, I did not want to be rough with you,
but you are not free-of-charge!
You required too big a fee
of bitter pain and nerves in pressure.
Sometime, Glory will come to me and say...
Copyright © Dina Televitskaya | Year Posted 2007
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