I caught ... he thought

Alexander Oleshko



One moonlit night is very
Star decided to eat
darkness Star of the day, the light at night
But the darkness all at all, well, it?

And he sat writing
picture Playing on the palette, palette knife
Yes, everything could not get
Show dreamed about

How interesting depth
seas Like a cup of coffee reflects
Hanging on the wall of animals
But in other matters, and it can not

But he tried and puffed
Wow very unexpected
Show wanted

Scoring all attempts eternal
He just looked in the window
She walked endlessly
Admiring the sun and warmth

He shouted: "Bravo»
She blinked, and the same
Hour sneaked a look at his house
I caught ... he thought