among the days
that happen to be nice,
there are the ones,
when I have to a-cry,
the days of loss,
the days of bitter sorrow,
that make less pleasant the tomorrow,
and, then, I pray,
and, then, I read Shakespeare,
becoming Romeo or Hamlet, or King Lear.
by Ivan Petryshyn, USA
Іван Іванович Петришин, США
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 4:23 PM UTC
among the days
that happen to be nice,
there are the ones,
when I have to a-cry,
the days of loss,
the days of bitter sorrow,
that make less pleasant the tomorrow,
and, then, I pray,
and, then, I read Shakespeare,
becoming Romeo or Hamlet, or King Lear.
by Ivan Petryshyn, USA
Іван Іванович Петришин, США