Дмитрий Алёхин – 400 Poems (страница 14)

A stranger stands beside me there,

We do not speak, we do not stare.

But for a moment, we are one,

A shared small ride before the run.

The First Snowflake

The first snowflake of all the year,

It lands upon my sleeve so clear.

I stop and watch it while I can,

A tiny work of nature's plan.

It melts so fast, it disappears,

A moment gone, but it was here.

The winter now has just begun,

But I saw first, I saw the one.

The Empty Bottle

A glass bottle with no drink inside,

Just air and space where liquids hide.

I hold it up against the light,

It catches colors, green and white.

I put it in the recycling bin,

A small good thing that I begin.

One bottle saved, a tiny part,

A little care within my heart.

The Photograph on the Wall

A picture hangs upon the wall,

A moment frozen, standing tall.

A laugh, a hug, a summer day,

A time when we were all okay.

I look at it when I feel down,

And borrow smiles from that old town.

The people there are far away,

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