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Touching testament mother line from which the tears in my eyes ...
My mother - a person can replace all but one home, and never be able to replace! She gives herself for the sake of children, sparing neither strength nor the time. It does not require anything in return, but often need help. Sadly, often the offspring already rooted not simply cease to appreciate the bottomless care of mothers, but also to forget how important it is to support them. Simple, perhaps, the younger generation has not yet been told the bitter taste of old age can not even imagine how difficult it is autumn of life ...
Today, our editorial staff wants to share with you a very touching poem of contemporary Russian poet Angel Saprykina. It is called "The Will to her daughter." Before you lines that make you think.
my mother was ill. Wills
She found her daughter in a closet.
And read Give, my daughter, the promise
To do so, I ask you: i>
If you suddenly get up out of bed again,
Help me, my reach.
And then I go back I will,
And if slyagu, you do not blame on me. I>
If I get dirty once
Or shall drop food on the floor.
Remember, at my age, so everyone,
Hands do not feel we had the misfortune. I>
If you will understand that I can not hear,
Do not shout, yet again.
Kohl notice that they no longer see,
You take it by the hand and lead. I>
Remember the lessons that gave
I told you once hundreds of times.
And adjusted his pillow, blanket,
Sit with me without unnecessary phrases. I>
If I can not really wear,
You got me, daughter, do not blame.
Do not allow yourself to smile you,
It is better to come and hug. I>
If you stop, daughter, eat,
Do not be offended, do not swear.
Remember how capricious as a child
And shouting: Mom, do not make! I>
Whatever happens, my daughter, remember:
This old age came to her mother.
And I beg you, let us between
Remain a spark of heat! » I>
We simply must not allow our mother felt helpless and rejected in his old age! They gave us the best, and now it's our turn to take care of the most beloved. Share this verse with his friends - such strong words do not read it every day.
Today, our editorial staff wants to share with you a very touching poem of contemporary Russian poet Angel Saprykina. It is called "The Will to her daughter." Before you lines that make you think.
my mother was ill. Wills
She found her daughter in a closet.
And read Give, my daughter, the promise
To do so, I ask you: i>
If you suddenly get up out of bed again,
Help me, my reach.
And then I go back I will,
And if slyagu, you do not blame on me. I>
If I get dirty once
Or shall drop food on the floor.
Remember, at my age, so everyone,
Hands do not feel we had the misfortune. I>
If you will understand that I can not hear,
Do not shout, yet again.
Kohl notice that they no longer see,
You take it by the hand and lead. I>
Remember the lessons that gave
I told you once hundreds of times.
And adjusted his pillow, blanket,
Sit with me without unnecessary phrases. I>
If I can not really wear,
You got me, daughter, do not blame.
Do not allow yourself to smile you,
It is better to come and hug. I>
If you stop, daughter, eat,
Do not be offended, do not swear.
Remember how capricious as a child
And shouting: Mom, do not make! I>
Whatever happens, my daughter, remember:
This old age came to her mother.
And I beg you, let us between
Remain a spark of heat! » I>
We simply must not allow our mother felt helpless and rejected in his old age! They gave us the best, and now it's our turn to take care of the most beloved. Share this verse with his friends - such strong words do not read it every day.
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