I want to feel the wind brushing my hair,
I want to be with you forever, everywhere,
I want to be with you, & all my life,
My mother, you are pretty woman, perfect wife.
When I’m with you, I want to fly,
Your eyes are blue as like as sky,
I love you mother, & it shows -,
My heart for you will never close.
You shouldn’t cry, look at the sky,
All stars for you, if I could fly,
I’d bring you one, the brightest star,
It’s not a problem, though so far.
And I will love you through the years, believe,
My dear mother, if you can forgive.
Mother
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Mother`s love is one of the stongest things indeed
Ленивенко Карина 13.01.2015 13:33 • Заявить о нарушении
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