L A D I E S ————————
Youre young miss,riding trough forest
On horseback, far away to school
You have a revolwer in your pocket
At an unexpected attacker to schoot
You are cute, blond hair, blue eyes
Inboy’s outfit you are dressed
Your horse quick, well-groomed, gray
You come back to manor every day
And then,my young miss, a war
Suddenly takes from you it all
Parents, horses, youth, manor
You are left alone in the world
Fortirude, beauty and grace you give
Several husbands, many kinds for gift
I’m delighted in cafe you to see
So elegant,in wide-brimed hat
Your two daughters cokies eat
Girls have long, blond braids
Years later you are in hospital, my lady
Someone leave here a newborn baby
This little girl you raise and adopt
She call you not grandma but mom
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You are too a lady cute, great
Always effective, warm-hearted
Every around you support, help
As warchild hunger, death you saw
You give your kids good start in life
Husband is cheating you, tell me
You go to church to pray for him
And he’s changing, good for you he’s
When your husband suddently deaf
You find field stone, cut order in half it
Engrave on it inscription: You and Me
Continue to help of people better live
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You are too a lady cute, great
Must live with cripled stepfather
You are diligent university student
You love secretly a certain lecturer
You distribute anti-goverments leaflets
Are in demonstrations, hunger strikes
Dancing,reading, photography you like
So delicate, beatiful, green- eyed…
In misterious circumstances you die
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I’m sleeping this night in old room of great lady
She lived here in her youth, greath lady of poetry
In the large window , her curtains hang still
Upon a time she sewed it, white,with little frills
I sleep on her white bed ,iron,art nouveau ,sisterly
The poet was driven out henceby the war
We drink tea from her cups in deteriorating house
Old, large, neglected garden is outside
In old trees somewhere sleeps her childish voise
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children
Erratum : …When your husband suddently died…