Two women

In the winter of affection felt,
 white mother earth will be wearing.
Angels do not today maybe
can not see you. I appreciate the friends,
I get them inside me
such a strong sense of
the load-bearing. affection
heart full of sighs
lonely. new Year
A new impetus to get.
they gentleness
the world needs.

Inside are two women,
very diffrent.
Another windmills
the fights.
Another dreams of roses
sniffs the grass.