To Rose
A love, a hate, a fear to B apart...
A mother's love, a deepest wise
With sadness in her eyes.
Such many things keeps in women's heart:
To always worry about child,
To love his or her the whole life
And always stay the bestest wife...
The women's heart a full of fondness
The women is an always godness....
She always lives for not herself
And always needs in a knowledge wealth
The women's heart of full of pain
It looks like women is a fane.
Inside of her the whole World
And knows about it The Lord.
11.12.2016
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