This second poem I received as a present by another friend who even wrote this poem.
Selfmade Poems:
The next poem is part of an adventure story. Some years ago two friends of mine hustled me to write a poem to the story , after they had read a first synopsis.
Morning Dew:
Drops like small crystals
On green leaves.
Who`s left those graceful crystals there?
Maybe the fairies or a unicorn?
Or spirits of the forest?
Last Day Of Summer:
Bye Bye Summer Sun,
Tomorrow Morning You Will Rise
As Heavenly Body Of Autumn.
Autumn Has Come:
Early dawn.
The world is shrouded in fog.
It`s cold outside.
Remembering summer.
Winter Dawn:
Untitled:
Inkor Pank 
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