To my grandmother

Виктория Амшинская
Now you are along,
This life for you was too strong,
You can not stand it,
But do you have another choice?

You wisper:"Help me..."
Meybe someone will hear your voice...

You want to come back those days,
When you were happy
And he was near with you,
You can't forget his smile,his face,-
He was the one for you...

Your children and grandchildren,
They all love you,
Like roses in your beaitiful garden,
We grow to gledden you...