Посвящается дню Великой Победы - авторское стихотворение

From the front I’m writing letter….

Oh, Mom! To you these lines I write,

And send the son’s “Hello”

Remember I - a home and you

You’re in heart and soul!

When read you a letter you’ll see little son,

Who always is lazy and isn’t in time

And running to lessons with bag in his arm,

Who’s whistling with smile the first brighten sun!

Your eyes were sad, when I had brought the poor marks,

And you’re very proud of my achievements and success

When I had read my poems

It seemed to you it was the heavenly place!

We were very careless & stupid we were!

What had we - we had not cherished, not kept!

But we realized it only here - on this bloody War!

And Friends, books, our Moscow’s disputes - all only one story:

In dark haze, like dark war face –the face of the loss and the pain!

And we will return and this is the main!

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Автор стихотворения: Чеснокова Александра Викторовна, учитель английского языка, МАОУ «Гимназия 10», г Красноярск