Congratulations on the Carnival 2014 in poetry

 Congratulations on the carnival

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Carnival - a holiday glorious antiquity!

We should celebrate the whole week.

On Monday, the kids from the mountains riding,

Pancake praises eats pancakes.

Poured harmonica ringing tunes

Carnival Tuesday called zaigryshem.

On this day, you can come to an agreement about the wedding,

You can cuddle with a loved explain.

On Wednesday, even if the house treats oily,

Be sure to go on a visit to his mother on pancakes.

In order to honor her mother-in-law zatya rasstaralas

Dochkin husband let in Carnival eaten off.

On the day of merry-Thursday Razgulyai

Russian songs sung, the music is playing.

In the courtyard of winter hateful effigy burned

A mother-in-law on pancakes with ikroyu beckoning.

On Friday comes all relatives of his wife

To dear son-in guests on the pancakes.

Winter was seen off on Saturday throughout the county,

Pancakes were treated to the neighbors of each other.

We gave all gifts on Sunday,

And hugging each asked forgiveness

Cheerful Russian holiday - the carnival

Old rituals its glory!

Poems for the holiday

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Empress-carnival fun!

Mardi Gras - pancakes oven mistress!

Costumed dancing, walking people,

And ringing merry dance songs.

Pancake praise, bid farewell to the winter,

Fun and cool every wish,

Ride the mountain pancakes overeat

And with spring red re-born!

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Came carnival fun holiday!

Riotous, colorful, rich and heady,

Remember how you were a monkey,

ROCK long-forgotten antiquity.

We spend the winter, tired of us cold,

Spring red comes to every home.

Any at all old or young you are,

Let the holiday swallow everything upside down.

And the warm spring sun,

Leave cold winter drudgery,

And let Razdobreev of pancakes.

Celebrate a happy "holiday stomach"!

Congratulations on the Carnival

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Zvonko loudly sang us

On the morning of the first drops,

What's in a minute

Carnival will come to us!

Pancakes, hundreds of suns

Every little window shine!

We will sing and tantsevat-

Winter fierce frightening!

The hostess, all that is in the oven,

That to us quickly on the table swords!

Today we need to invite guests,

That heart has become merrier!

I'm sorry text in prose with friends and relatives

 Please prascheniya

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How much life situations where, without even noticing, we can offend people act carelessly spoken word. There are days when everything goes wrong, upside down, and the storm of emotions may inadvertently hurt the people who surround you.

But then, recollecting himself, you understand and realize they were wrong; a feeling as if something did not finish, not finish, did not, did not notice ... It was during this holy day was called the soul, and can honestly tell each other about their feelings, their regrets. And ask for forgiveness. I apologize for the words, flying down from his lips in a rush of emotion; for casual indifference.

Sorry! Let kindness and love dwell in our souls and hearts! I apologize to my mother

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Mommy! In the whirlwind of days and events so hard to disconnect from the daily problems, find time to do something sincere and really important. Suppose that there are moments when you and I do not understand each other. But I appreciate your concern, remember your feelings, sleepless nights, anxiety; I remember your hopes and moments of joy for me.

I'm sorry for what may not always be sensitive and attention to you.

I'm sorry now that you rarely raduyu. But I appreciate our intimacy, because there is no person in the world is closer and dearer to you.

Mom, I'm sorry, and let us be most minute of unity and happiness!

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You are my most important person on earth. You are my true loyal friend. You are the only true Advisor. You're the one who understands everything and always understand correctly. You're my mother. I owe you my life, the right to birth. I am grateful for all the sleepless nights you spent by my bed when I was sick, quivering for your concern for me, for your advice and warnings wonder exactly come true. For the experience of the Institute in the park during abiturientskih tests. I'm mad at you, why are you hanging around out there in the park, because other moms to do so.

Forgive me for that. I was no exception, and among the many failed to realize that the time spent with you the most precious thing in life. Life, with its temptations, the desire of conquering any peaks, the pleasant bustle too fascinated me to your cycle.

I'm sorry that your holidays were without me. But I always rushed to grieve for you. To your eternal vest in the cell. At the Sunday before Lent please forgive me and understand. My mommy.

At the girlfriend

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Once we're sharing sweets, then dreams, then the plans, then the problems, troubles and joys. In this way we managed to quarrel because of the guy to argue, whose favorite band is better, whose favorite team is the real champion.

Forgive me my youthful escapades, my whims. After all, our friendship has gone through many trials. I know that no one is better than you do not comfort me in my heart the suffering, no one but you do not wipe away my tears stupid and say: we still wrestle, we are the best! Forgive me with the hope that our friendship will keep us forever!

I apologize to her beloved husband, Man prose

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Favorite! Sorry about fatigue of a bad mood and whims. I'm sorry that in this mad world, may pay little attention to you. I know how frustrating when you want to reach the depths of the soul of a loved one, but he does not listen to you, set on its own, another wave. But you must know, my dear, how much I appreciate your support and understanding, your patience, your reliability. I am happy to be with you, and that, apologies want to tell you: I love you!

The guy, a friend

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Without you, it would be very cold in this life. Without you, the dawn would not sound so joyful, and the sunset - so promising. Without you heart is beating so frequently, the greens would not be so bright, the flowers do not have exuded a sweet intoxicating aroma. Without you, life would be a life and a life with you - happiness. I'm sorry I did not notice your colors.

I'm sorry if you accidentally hurt indifference.

I'm sorry I could pass by without turning. I met you. Do not fall in love.

Sorry! With the hope that ahead of us only the joy of communication, understanding, love and a lot of joint joyful events.

Beautiful lyrics apologies in prose husband

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My dear, the anniversary of our wedding makes me tell you about the important things. How long have I waited for you, my dear man. How long have I been looking for you. How many missed sunrises, sunsets did not see much, because she was blind. Because dozing in the quiet of selfish comfort my soul. I saw you walking next to me on the same streets, I lived in the same, that I cities.

Forgive me for that. My sweet joy, I know. Will you forgive your soul mate, I also remain eternally grateful to our Lord for donated joy to be with you and pray for you. Forgive me for my boundless love and be always there.

Because I'm a wife, and you're my husband. And it forever.

Girlfriend

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A cruel and silly question, born of the peculiarities of our time cloudy, tortured me for a long time. Question idiotic way formed in my stupid head, something like: somewhere fool me - I do not understand where. The origin of this issue in a misunderstanding of what gave me such friendship and what I deserved it. The Istanbul airport I leaned toward you, because I was terrified of flying on an airplane. You did not give me the slightest opportunity, scared, distracting conversations. So we met. You were there, coming from far away, when I was bad, you called when I needed to share the joy. How did you guess that I need your voice - is incomprehensible. It is time to tell you I'm sorry for the stupid and unworthy doubts.

Forgive me, my friend.

Forgive me for all.

I wait for you forever. Happy Holidays!





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