Светлана Копылова - Мама старенькая
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Adult children are somewhat strange for mom ...
The old mother is probably natural ...
Became whiters mother's braids,
But behind glasses with thick lenses
Like half a century ago
Mom’s eyes ...
Mom Old, Mom Little ...
Hands in the freckles became in freckles over the years ...
Mom is old, Mom Little,
But she is young.
Adult children are always busy - rare meetings ...
The old mother shares pain and anxiety only with God:
A tear rolls along the wrinkle
these tears are counted by an angel,
She is an important business - God to pray for children.
Mom is old, Mom Little ...
Hands in the freckles became in freckles over the years ...
Mom is old, Mom Little,
But she is young.
Mom Old, Mom Little ...
Hands in the freckles became in freckles over the years ...
Mom is old, Mom Little,
But she is young.
Mother...
Mother...
But she is young.