Tsira Gogeshvili

Rookie - 15 Points (29.07.1959. / Tbilisi)

At Mid-Fire - Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

Now sit you, sit at mid fire,
Would you like so few-air,
Listen to me it's little tale,
Without the begin it's ex
And without any ending
Caravan has come back,
Gauf waits - he is next,
Now sit you sit at mid fire,
Would you like so few-air.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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