A hearty fragrance
I lean against you with my cheek.
You call me tenderly daughter.
Tears of joy are blessed
Let them flow from the eyes into the world like a river.
Will you let me not forget
The aroma of your heart is felt,
To remember in eternity
That Love that Mom and Dad give?
(V. Davydova, 18.03.2021)
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