Once a child I wanted to be,
next time a grand mother again.
Forever guided I wanted to be,
by your careful, loving hands,
which never would hurting to me.
I want so that your eyes
all times would smiling on me,
to be my Sunshine
which every day glancing on me.
So that this heart
which beats in your chest,
known well the beats
of my heart....
(c) shipka
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