Beloved Mother
Mother is the
only being on the planet
Which he loves
unconditionally
He sacrifices
himself for his child.
She is going
through severe pain.
She wanted you,
she gave birth to you
Her love is
stronger than the wind
She is happy
when she hears your first voice crying
She carried you
in her belly for nine months
To fill her
heart and make her happy.
She protects and
nurtures you like an angel
He looks forward
to your growing up with a heart
She feeds you,
takes care of you
A million times,
my son tells you.
Mother gives you
all the blessings
He is very happy
for your happiness
She is a
concept, she is a myth
Mother is the
greatest support and shield.
Mother smells
like a May rose
He gives you
unconditional love
He hugs you
tenderly, he loves you to heaven
And pray to God
for your happiness.
.
Dreams Of A Bride
Every girl
dreams of meeting her prince
And revive the
aspiration of a fairy tale
proud as a
divine bride,
Dressed in a
white wedding dress
with a happy
smile on his face.
She imagines a
white veil in her hair
and a solemn day
When he and her
fiancé stand in front of the altar
Beautiful as a
princess, from a fairy tale
Carried by the
wings of love,
leaves the home
of his father and mother ...
Pray to God to
hear their YES
in a white
wedding dress bless her
for eternal
happiness in marriage
And not assuming
it is a marital union
difficult life
exam ...?!
.
Mom's Words
My mother always
told me:
"Don't
expect anyone to understand you,
doesn't want to
or just won't!
Only your mother
feels your restlessness and sadness
Only she will
drive away your pain
will bring
happiness, pain, replace it with a smile.
That happiness
will give you strength
to overcome
difficulties.
Everything is
transient,
sadness does not
last forever.
don't worry baby
your days will
pass
only memories
will remain.
Dear child,
when you are
sad,
close your eyes
and think of beautiful things. "
Here, I closed
them now
and I think of
her
for it is in the
heavenly chambers
among the
angels.
But no, she's
with me
in my heart
where she has
always been.
I often think of
my mother
then I put my
hand on my heart
and I feel like
I'm breathing with her.
SLAVKA BOŽOVIĆ
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