Early Morning - Poem by Dejan Stojanovic
We left that early morning
To ride horses, feel fresh air, see the Sun,
See the forest and rest on the blanket
When we get tired of riding.
We caught the red sky,
Saw the red Sun over the forest,
And breathed the morning
In the still dreamy world.
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