Picture made by Androne Cosmin Mother 

It’s cold outside and late,
Moon shines on my window,
And in my bed I’d like to be,
But these are just a dream. 
 

How much I’d love to stay 
Home right beside my mother 
And with my feeble voice to say:
I’ve always loved you!

And when she read stories to me 
And Dustman lied on my eyes
She gave a good night kiss to me 
And then she fell asleep.
 
 

Androne Cosmin, 9th grade
 

Picture made by Tasa Alexe
Picture made by Ionita Florin Childhood

At the sunset 
And moon rises
I remember 
My childhood

Hyacinths and linden tree flowers,
Tulips and snowdrops,
Up on hills and down in the fields!
Gone is my childhood!

And it flew so quickly,
And it set so quickly,
My entire childhood
Bring it back I cannot!

Neagu Cristian Gabriel, 9th grade
 

Picture made by Hutupasu Ciprian
Picture made by Ghita Marian To be an orphan
 

To be an orphan is tough enough,
God seems that He forgave you,
Sometimes everybody helps you
Sometimes everybody forget you.

Parents’ care
Every child needs,
But some parents abandon them 
They do not love them anymore. 

Neagu Cristian Gabriel, 9th grade
 

Picture made by Florentin Apostol
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