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[10/15/2021] I've written a poem in Russian... for my mom

I've always liked poetry, not all, but some is really good. And I always wanted to take a stab. It actually wasn't that difficult, once I was in the flow. Below is a poem I've written for my mom. I've shared it with her. She was happy and told me I should continue my 'talent' to become famous :)


Here is the translation:


Mama


My mom is complicated

But she is mine

Life has not weakened her

Instead filled her soul


With courage and her soul

She has survived

And filled 'Rimmochka' (that's me by the way :))

With pride, tenderness and common sense


Her children are different

But her love is one

Close or far

She is thinking about them constantly


At night or in the evening, looking at the moon

Her daughter sends hello

Remembering everything

Hoping there will be time in the future

To meet again..


It's a goooooooood poem in Russian. Certainly very meaningful to me (and her), and that's the point of poetry.


Maybe I will write more..




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