( CYCLE : STIGMA OF OUR SOULS )
Know that it’s enough
That you’ll bend over me
With tender smile
On your anglic face
You don’t tell us, children
That you’re miracously saved
From the hell of war
This evil misfortune
Couldn’t kill your dreams
And your angelic smile
That caresses, soothes us
We fly with you
Into world of fairy tales
You slip into my hand a candy
And when you didn’t see it
I would put it right into mouth
You quietly hum for us a lullaby
Secretly tears run down your checks
I don’t know you can’t have
Your own children
Because of the torture
You’ve been inflicted
In a child’s bed my legs
Tousch a legs some boy
Who sleeps here too
That’s they put to sleep
Here, in children’s night room
Before our parents pick us up
They too busy with work
Or on a business trip go
You are our Guardian Angel
Our night nice caregiver
Amazing miss, mystical elven
Anyone I don’t remember
So tenderly had leantd
And at me radiantly smiled
May your angelic presence
Envelops and brightens
Our childhood’s anxietes
And joyfully returns to you
That your heart rests with us
May these mystical moments
Help you find happiness
And the world will give you hand
And save you
As you just save us
( February 5, 2025 )
