Доспехова Вера Германовна
учитель английского языка
Лицей №28
г. Йошкар-Ола
My Mother
These loving eyes
This tender smile
The little rays of wrinkles
On mother’s face,
Oh, stop the time,
The stubborn running days!
Your restless hands,
Your kind voice,
The cradle song for night…
Because of you, my Mummy,
I remember childhood bright!
You - like a sunny spring for me
When dreams are realized.
You - my the only support
Reliable and nice!
We choose the roads, many ways
And for success in strive
Forget about home “nests”
In search of “paradise”
And you will never take offence
My Mother, dear me!
I am afraid to miss your wait,
The chance to speak, to see….
These loving eyes,
This tender smile,
These little rays of wrinkles
On Mother’s face….
Oh, stop the time
The stubborn running days.
