I want to enjoy the country without war, I hope to turn back home! I want after early spring I barely shot, but there was thunder. I want non-turbo mothers Why escort my son to work? What is sung: at the age of fate, Their children will give love, turbot. I keep my eyes wide open, not obscured by anything, Child, who is in order with his mother and father, Who can sleep with his family at home at night, And not in the trenches, there is an order with a machine gun. Mayday will be brighter and closer, Action for all the children of the region. І the word “will”, sacred to the skin - We are independent, strong and united! I see change in people’s minds, All understanding: this is the land. Explain the Internet with additional articles: “My dear Alchevsk is forever Ukraine! Oleg Bozhich, 12 roki Lisichansk MOM STARTED ME... My mother began to love Batkivshchyna for me; My mother started me in the world, in the blessings of life, Respect the grown-ups, kidnap the children, Ukraine will not be deprived of its own. There are terrible raids on the way to your home, How many innocent people have been ruined! Our people did not get angry, they rose up against the beast, Seize the country from greed. How much blood has been shed, how many souls have perished... Our heroic warrior took the land under his wing. For the first time, Ukrainians, our enemies never swore – Our little children have all eaten together forever. As swearing began, so I will live. I will love Ukraine and my family, Glorify the heroes that we were all crowned with. And I will teach the children that they were spoiled! Galina Retivova, 16 rokiv Valuysk
