My pretty small Nose

                — Human being —

Finally! Today such long-awaited day in my life! Today, already soon, I shall meet and shall get acquainted with the true friend. Finally. In fact I have already left school, and till now is lonely. I have enough acquaintances, but in fact for friendship of one acquaintance is insufficiently. The friendship is when people have that unites them. But what can unite the judge of Beauty and Art with those who at best is indifferent to Beauty?

But now I found the true friend. Let and through the letter, main — we have the general: love to Beauty and Art. But generally I thought of our meeting another. I thought, that a meeting You, my dear friend, somewhere in a library, in a museum, in a picture gallery, at a concert... You and I at once recognize each us — on an imperceptible generality in all things... The beautiful Youth, finally from my dreams You will come during to my life! And we shall be together. We shall travel to St-Peterburg city, in fact in Peterburg about two hundred museums, and how its interesting! And still I shall show You magic botanical gardens, mountain's tulips, we shall go to Chersonese Taurian — Ancient Greece in our country! Whether Yes it is not enough still miracles on Peace!

We shall collect all best in the music, literature, poetry... We shall look masterpieces of world cinema. With You we can speak about the most secret. So one step at a time we shall find business to which we shall devote our lifes, we shall find the necessary college, we shall act, we shall study. And, worshipping Beauty in Art, we shall study to grow and protect its wonder-working, vivifying flowers. Together.

I have arrived on place of our meeting. I wait You... But all is not present You and not present. Where You, my Dear Friend?

I once again have sharply felt the loneliness. Gloomy day became even gloomier. The fine rain has begun to drizzle.

And suddenly I have seen small Nose... Such pretty small Nose, leather small Nose — friendly, inquisitive, playful — to me it is familiar since the my childhood. Pretty small Nose so looked at me... I don't know, what words possible to describe it. It needs to be seen. And he has striving to me...


...We walked in autumn town, sat in a grass, looked at sunset and be silent — everyone about himself. Two lonelyness.

You understand all. Only to tell you are not able. To many people, it would be good to learn from these pretty small Noses, as you. Sometimes it seems to me, that if some people did not learn to talk, they would be cleverer.

Poor thing. How many of you — good pretty small Noses, became homeless?!

Now I don't know, as tell about our life with You. Maybe some day I understand it — then I tell. And now You and I just together. My pretty small Nose.