A Woman Was Running... Poem by Galina Bukovska

А woman was running and tapping her hills
And legs were winking and blinking
Her body was flirting with everyone will
Who knows what about she was thinking.

Time passed and she turned into thirties
Built the house and children grew up.
Only thing – she hated her parties.
Seeking fortune she might to go out.

Who would say she already is forty?
Life is wonderful and if you want to live
You remember what was to be naughty.
You fret and fume, fall in love and flirt.

Only with experience of ages
You evaluate and feel the taste of wine
Slowly elegantly turning pages
You become a Master of your life.

Flinging of the sentimental feelings,
Gently looking up with open wings
Woman flying after love and dreaming
Only about non-materialistic things…