Arfiya khan
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I'm trying my best so if you're reading this, thank you!
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Mom's house
There is a place in the world that you can't forget. Maples and poplars guard the little house there. I hurry to that house with my heart and soul, As if I find a door to my childhood there. As soon as I open the door - and I'm five again, Mom asks me to put my hat on again... And nothing in the world can replace the home where we are children, under our mothers' wings. When Mom hugs you, it warms your soul, Even if our path is covered with snow. A quiet conversation, tea with mint Will smooth out all the hills of life's roads. There is a place in the world full of warmth, There is nothing more wonderful - it's Mom's house!
By Arfiya khan 12 months ago in Poets
I am sad - there is a reason
I am sad - there is a reason And it did not arise by itself: The black-eyed girl Forever drove me crazy. We did not walk on a dark night And did not warm ourselves by the fire, There were only lines in the letters About thoughts until the morning.
By Arfiya khan 12 months ago in Poets
