Vrtić prvi dan | First day of kindergarten

Plakala je tužno

Kao da je nešto boli

Motala je sigurno po glavi

“Moja me mama ne voli”.

Ćebence je čvrsto držala u ruci

Dok kroz hodnik dugačak

Išla je držeći me za ruku

Sporo ko povređeni mačark.

Sakrila se suza I u maminom oku

Pa nije ni ona od kamena biće

I dok izlazi žurno pita se glasno

“da li su i druge mame takve kad ostavljaju decu u vrtiće!”

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She cried sadly

It was as if something was hurting her

She rolled safely over her head

„My mom doesn’t love me.“

She held the blanket tightly in her hand

While through the hallway long

She walked holding my hand

Slow as an injured cat.

A tear hid in mother’s eye as well

Well, she’s not even made of stone

And as he hurries out he asks out loud

„Are other moms like that when they leave their children in kindergartens!“

Milica Mitić Vučković