Morning as morning... <br /> The sun as the sun... <br />But beams shone- <br />All the same not so.... <br /> <br /> The squint rabbit <br />Has frightened <br />The lame - squirrel... <br />But wolves do not <br /> <br />Frightened them, more... <br />Only intolerable <br /> Cold - indifference... <br /> Which walked with a cap <br /> <br /> Invisible by winds... <br /> Look as, grey cardinal... <br /> But, Woodfairy sings <br /> From the morning still <br /> <br />For a fern and a maple.. <br /> But he stay on across brook, <br /> In both hands - took <br /> Too, one's old the map... <br /> <br /> Morning as morning... <br /> The sun as the sun... <br />But beams shined- <br />All the same not as....<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-grey-cardinal/
