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To My Grandson

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I will tell you about me like this:

I will never be tall,

I will never be small,

I will never be a man,

I will never be a football fan.

 

I would certainly like to have coffee in bed,

but it looks so sad,

as I’ll have to get up,

without any makeup,

then to dress, then to undress.

 

I will never jump as high as 2 meters,

because I won’t be able to run up.

Maybe I could run up but…

I won’t be able to come off the ground

and everyone will laugh around.

 

I will never get a Nobel Premium

I will not live a millennium.

I will never sing at the Opera House,

I will not live in Laos

and a young guy will not tell me:

I love you and miss you.

 

But now, I know quite well,

that there is something I have to tell you:

my grandson, my dearest one.

I have passed through all.

Now you are tall.

You have to understand,

it’s not so easy to live on this Land.

 

You are free to choose,

but I don’t want you to lose.

I haven’t become this or that

but I never regret the past days.

 

I will give you nothing

but my life experience.

and without any interference in your life

I would like to say:

 

Have patience!

Have enough valiance!

Never think about vengeance!

Give to older ones reverence!

Live your life with prudence!









 

appreciating life

◄ There will be Again the Sunshine

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Fri 24th May 2024 06:56

Thank you so much, John! With warm and best wishes Larisa

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John Coopey

Thu 23rd May 2024 21:43

Wise and wonderful words, Larisa.

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Thu 23rd May 2024 15:43

Thanks so much for your wonderful comment, Keith!
Best wishes, Larisa

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keith jeffries

Thu 23rd May 2024 09:33

A poem to bridge the age gap. The final stanza is soumd advice from a loving grandmother.
Thanks for this,
Keith

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Thu 23rd May 2024 09:12

Thank you so much, Stephen! My grandson is in Germany now. He misses his homeland so much. I have hope that this crazy war will end soon.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 23rd May 2024 07:53

A poem of love and experience, Larisa. I wish your grandson, and all the children of Ukraine, the chance to grow up in a free and happy land.

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