Шелухо Анна Викторовна
учитель английского языка
МБОУ СОШ №67
г.Брянск
To Mothers
I love my mother with all my heart
And would like to say with pleasure,
That only her love
Hasn’t any measure.
She’ll heat me when it’s cold
And give some mixture or plaster.
Don’t you know the best cook in the world
Than this lovely master?
She is the mirror of kindness,
Don’t you know why?
Because she’ll never tell you
Even sweet lie.
Sometimes she is tired,
Wants to take a rest,
But she doesn’t mind,
That to play with me is the best.
She has the warmest heart
And I’d like to say with pleasure,
That only mother’s love
Hasn’t any measure.
