Poems...

Here are two different poems. But the difference isn't in the words and their selection, arrangement, but in something else – guess what it is :) Beast I am the one who runs only on all fours, Who sweeps away tracks with its tail, From whom comes such a mysterious scent, Who doesn't search for food for long, Who tears at the carcass of a deer, Who devours the heart of an enemy, And whom, among the green plants, A person will never find… I am the one who clamps its teeth on a throat, Tearing clothes to shreds. From my silent gait, People and beasts lose hope… I am the one who runs in the dark forest, The one who loves to eat alive, Who considers hunting a game, And who loves to play it… I am the one who watches from the darkness, Piercing you with my eyes, The one you are very afraid of, Who always attacks from behind… I will come for you… Wish May the morning begin as usual, When you want to get out of bed; May the sun outside the window, as always, Greet you with a smile; May that summer never end, Where you can meet your friends, So that they shine with bright rays, When you see them stronger; May old memories Be shrouded in a dense fog; May those who love you, know you, Surround you with attention And kind, gentle care, Who forgive your pranks.