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Inna
Zagrajewski
Search
for childhood
To my son
Attention!
The following text
was translated from the Russian original by the computer program
and has not
yet been edited.
So it can be used
only for general introduction.
Unseen, unheard,
Small
step for the steps ahead
Alternate years
And childhood is gone.
Are you looking for him
Everywhere
wherever
possible:
At
work and at home,
In
the living room, hallway ...
So you
can lose
Or
notebook ...
A Childhood -
not a thing,
To
lose it!
And
you are again looking for,
In
the salons tusuyas,
Lines,
what you write,
In canvas
that draw.
And somehow,
His
search for interrupting
a moment,
To
make a smear
You
likuesh - you're a genius!
Now
sleep ...
But no,
not given to:
For Childhood
gone!
But where
it?
Leta
Having counted
computer accurately,
You
still find
Scraps,
leaves ...
In
vain, my son,
Go
not astray in years,
After Childhood -
with you
It there
where you are.
Look even eye
On
his first drawing:
At pebbles
-
bird
Two wings, beak.
Chicken
little one,
Child and child
How
do you - for me ...
A summer
-
let them fly!
August 2009
