Булавкина Елена Александровна
учитель английского языка
МБОУ гимназия №2
г.Асино,Томская обл.
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I wish I came back to my childhood
And pressed to my mummy`s chest.
My early days were merry and good.
I think they were the best.
I`d like to swing in a cradle
And listen to mum`s lullaby
She used to be fond of my babble.
She kissed me and wispered “ Don`t cry.”
My dreams were quiet and sound.
I didn`t even move and scream.
And a happier face couldn`t be found
Than mine when I flew in my dream.
She always forgives me everything.
She is my straw when I fall.
No wonder,she is able to anything
And ready to help when I call.
My mum is the most beautiful
In the world I`ve ever seen.
Her voice is really tuneful
Like a bird sings its song in spring.
My mum is the closest person.
She is a part of my heart.
I hope we are friends and so on
And never we`ll be apart.
There is the fondest,greatest dream
I pray to God and ask
I want my mum to be, not seem
The happiest! It`s my task!!!