Poems wife
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Lyudmila, the wife dear, darling!
Happy International Women's Day! Spring holiday!
You know, in my heart you are single,
About you my dreams and dreams.
Give want you, dear
All the flowers that bloom in the woods,
Stars that shine sapphires
At night in the vast sky.
I whisper in your ear wish
So you were happy,
To reappoint under the moon date,
So that, as before, a rose blossomed.
So I want that life gave you
Only bright and happy days,
That fate kept you from harm,
Congratulations, dear! Happy spring!
March 8 girlfriend Lyudmila
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Girlfriend holidays and everyday,
Lyudmila, my faithful!
Today it is very difficult to miss -
March on a sheet of the calendar! Eighth!
Holiday lovely ladies!
With congratulate him heartily,
And a wonderful day today
You congratulate him in a hurry.
And "seals" the willow, and the birds,
What are the branches of the garden Gulden,
Brooks drops - heat sister
I congratulate him you want.
I have these nice congratulations
Add - whether you are happy,
Live beautifully, with pleasure,
Colors like springtime flowers.
Congratulations counterpart in verse
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Let me tell you, Lyudmila,
Congratulations, fellow! Happy International Women's Day!
Wish that happiness Povalii
To you with an inexhaustible passion.
Also wish you rewards
Cash and kind warm words
For diligence without delay,
What you are always ready to show.
And as the divinely beautiful woman,
We wish you love, without boundary,
To always wear your hand,
From any trouble guarding.
And as a wonderful person,
We wish you peace in the soul,
Life without problems two centuries,
Heaven peace over your head.
On Women's Day favorite Ludmila
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Lyudochka, darling, sweetheart,
Vain joy of my life,
Do you hear the bird singing outside the window?
So it is your smile pleased.
March! Eighth! Vernal dreams!
I love you, my angel, congratulations,
Rose petals million
All your roads are strewn.
Let heady delicate aroma
All day hovering around you,
And without chaste barriers
Sponges scarlet your caresses.
And I'll give you
Sunny Bunny, dear.
Let tell you how to love,
Your cheeks gently warming.
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