I liked the play with words...
And with you, to play - I loved...
I'm liked, when you are angry,
Jumped from branches on a branch...
Loved when you smiled,
Listened thin to a peals - songs...
And now farewell, I will not detain you,
Only, You don't forget a bouquet of roses,
Be not late to a meeting The Mr...
To run to on footpath old,
To run...
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farevel/
