Conversation of Tsvirkun

Conversation of Tsvirkun

A cricket spreads gossip,
sitting on the grass
a street brat doesn't keep secrets,
on weekdays, and on hot weekends.

A cricket plays in the dew,
twists a straw
hides in the green
the news flies to us.

Did he tell the world a story,
How difficult was his life in the grass?
prayers to the Sun, Moon, and Earth,
people do not appreciate his daily labors.

Photo: Andrew Seaman on Unsplash

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