We'll Come Again <br />- <br /> <br />He that created me <br />And sings sweet old songs... <br /> Won't kill me and make me old, <br /> I know and I'm persuaded... <br /> <br />Years will pass as blank verses, <br />We'll come again, like swallows... <br />I'll make you feel the beating <br /> Of my heart with my verses... <br /> <br /> <br />* * * <br />THE RARE CHORD (iSviaTi akordi) <br /> <br /> <br />Even the rare chords, <br />The notes – pleasant <br />And harmonious - <br />Can’t fascinate <br />The dull ear <br />Of a hippopotamus… <br /> <br />Don’t “cast your pearls <br />Before swine…” <br />Don’t cast… <br />Don’t reveal <br />The splendid secret <br />Of two hearts… <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Tsira<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-ll-come-again/
