Son, on this graduation day we want to congratulate you. Fate surprises us again. We cannot help but see this.
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We wish you to be logical, We wish you good luck, son. Let what is familiar recede, You were able to learn that.
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And let you only be cheerful, Why should you be depressed? We wish that on your graduation day you will remember us again.
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Today is graduation day. We wish you everything, son, And only such good things, You exist in the world, appreciate it!
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And let Luck answer you in kind, keep her tail. Be persistent as before. You say no to failures! Tell.
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The word will turn into reality, Don’t be stingy with your wishes. Son, beloved, let your dream strive upward like a firebird.
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Beloved son, hope and support, Today we congratulate you. We wish you a great career and success, so that the whole family is proud of you.
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More love, good luck, inspiration, Doors of open and straight roads, Friends who won’t spit in the back: So that I can rely on them in everything.
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All the best to you, luck, prosperity, good health to overcome the path, stingy tears from joyful emotions, so that you can shake them off unnoticed.
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The exams, lessons and long hours of worry are behind us. Let these lines sparkle with light, Like drops of morning dew!
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Ahead is a huge world of discoveries, Bright, like a glossy diary: Plans, achievements and events. Be confident in yourself, graduate!
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Follow your dream bravely, like a guiding star. The fairy tale will turn into reality one day! May luck follow you!
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Today you are a graduate! The moment of youth is beautiful, the soul is sublime and airy, and you believe in tomorrow with simplicity.
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Now your choice is free and all your wishes are fulfilled. You don't like peace And so the soul is still vulnerable!
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The hour has come to say goodbye to school and different feelings are crowding in! A year and many years will pass, Fate will put everyone in their place.
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He will probably glorify some, and put obstacles in the way of others! And it’s very difficult to give advice, And sometimes you won’t find the answer.
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But you, playing with your fate, Sometimes getting into trouble, Don’t rush, son, to retreat, Only the strong can win!
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May your life be full, surrounded by the warmth of friends, warmed by personal happiness, and as unusual as a comet!
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Control yourself among the confused crowd, cursing you for the confusion of everyone, Believe in yourself in defiance of the Universe, and forgive their sins to those of little faith.
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Let the hour not strike, wait without getting tired, Let the liars lie, do not condescend to them; Learn to forgive and do not seem, when forgiving, to be more generous and wiser than others.
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Learn to dream without becoming a slave to dreams, And think without deifying thoughts, Meet success and reproach equally, Not forgetting that their voice is deceitful.
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Stay quiet when your word cripples the plow to catch the fools, When your whole life is destroyed and again You must recreate everything from the basics.
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Know how to force your heart, nerves, body to serve You, when in your chest everything has been empty for a long time, everything has burned out, And only the will says: “Go!”
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Fill every moment with meaning, The inexorable running of hours and days, Then you will take possession of the whole world, Then, my son, you will be a man!
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Ninth grade is behind us. You are at a crossroads now. What do you dream of becoming in life? Where can I continue my studies?
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We, your parents, need your choice. We do not give advice, we are waiting for your decision.
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College or tenth grade? You choose now. Maybe you want to go to the gymnasium class?
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The man is famous for his deeds. Maybe the choice is yours forever?! How proud we would be that you were able to achieve heights!
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No interest in work - There is no progress in life either. A very sad fate It turns out then.
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You must not make a mistake - We want to be proud of you: So that you take up your work, So that you take place in life.
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Life is filled with new feelings Every morning, greeting the sunrise, You will remember with a hint of sadness Happy times - school years Even though you have not had time to separate yet, And realize what freedom is, The time has come for different achievements, Bold discoveries and new finds.
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The last bell rang, Graduation brought an end, The door closed at the high school, So you have grown up, son. Let me congratulate you, This is a holiday, albeit a sad one, But you will leave only joyful feelings in your memory.
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You have to try very hard, And serve your Fatherland, So that you can succeed as a person And achieve something in life.
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I want to have fun at graduation, have fun with your school friends, because tomorrow you can wake up different, your life will already be different!
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And there will be no school there, alas, There are adults and important things to do, And mom won’t wake you up in the morning, But still, happy holidays, and a loud cheer!
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You looked away from your hand suddenly. I'm worry. I know how old it is! Let everything be! Of course, in stages, but they don’t hand out sweets to adults there.
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You are very strong! Therefore, I hope that the path to your dream will be conquered! Dressed in white and clumsily shaving, Don’t flinch! This is the sword in your hand!
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May your grades be good for the year! Exams, ringing - and free bread! And I will become a grandfather. We are a tree, branches! But no, not trees, but a garden in two rows.
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From green to mature you will jump. Then, as you walk, follow your mind! I'm proud of you! Son, you will see that people and crowds are not a stream or noise!
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My son is a graduate today! I still don’t dare believe that you are almost a student, and the doors to the kindergarten are already closed.
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Son, I sincerely wish you to grow up beautiful, smart, kind! But just don’t be in a hurry, Don’t become an adult instantly.
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Be a child, because while you are small, your mother and I are younger. Son, you know for sure - For us you are the best, the very best!
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From mom, dad, graduate - A hundred kisses with congratulations! We know that you have already lost the habit, But with the penultimate instruction.
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And with our best wishes. Today next to you. Slightly confused, sick, But we can endure this while standing.
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You will have time to prove yours: Worthy and trained! In life you need to be as daring as the rays of the sun in the morning!
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Poems of congratulations for the last call 2021 from parents
The last bell rings, You graduate today! We wish you in life to be cheerful, not to be sad!
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We wish you, dear, absolute success! And a wonderful long life, In a life of rainbow laughter!
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To this day I remember how they led me to the school doors! Where you grew and developed, Thanks to all the teachers!
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And now the moment of farewell has come, Your last call has come! I hope you will remember your first and last lesson!
Poems for son from mother to army
I will hide my sadness, I will hide it, And you will not see my tears, son, Only God knows how much I love you, How I wait for you, counting days and weeks. I want to confess only one thing to you, You are the meaning of my whole difficult life, I’m really looking forward to you coming home, My dear son, protector and man.
Do your service in peacetime, Let people exchange war for friendship. Let the peaceful sky send light to you, Let your generation not know war. I raised you to live forever, Not for war, but for peace, of course. She grew up, taught, the fatherland is like a mother, and her sons must repay their debt to her. You will be able to stand up for it in the fight, and I know that in battle you will defeat the enemy. But let that moment never happen And then you will engage in peaceful work. You plow the land, sow wheat on it, and I will help you raise your children. Let the bright sun look at the earth And reason will win the war forever.
And let them say that we cackle like hens! Those who have not passed through will not understand. It’s not every day that babies fly away from their cozy nests. For us, that year was like five long years. After all, we miss and yearn for them, for them, so beloved and dear! Please, people, don’t judge strictly, don’t say that we’re whining here! It’s just easier for us to wait together for the boys who have gone to serve for a year. And there are no funny pants on the line, and now they have to wash and sew themselves! We are just waiting together and sharing news. It’s easier for us this way, believe me, and brighter. A year will pass, and we will become like iron. Nothing will make us sad!
You serve, but I’m still waiting. This is how our roles were distributed Even when I heard your first cry that day in the maternity hospital. And as long as necessary, I will wait. Pray, believe, ward off adversity. I’ll wait! I want to hug you to my chest. Do you understand, son, what happiness there is in this?! I'll tell you what it means to wait Not to sleep at night, or to sleep but rave Not to receive a call for weeks The words “everything is fine” are almost impossible to believe. And, with every bare nerve, to catch the sound and intonation of your native voice. . Well, for now. While you serve, son. And, gritting your teeth when it hurts, GET UP! FIGHT! GO! LIVE! Until they tell you “at liberty.” God bless you! Keep it!
I carry a quiet sadness in my soul And often, often, I sigh inappropriately. I'm waiting for my son. I'm really looking forward to my son. And I live every day like a month. I carry thousands of worries through thousands of minutes from morning until the darkest night. How strange. Somewhere they are dancing and singing. And I. I'm waiting for my son. Very. Very.
The shooting range has fallen silent, the machine guns have cooled down, There is a blue powder in the taiga. The tired soldiers have been sleeping for a long time, and somewhere there, among them, you, my son. May you dream of home and mother, And may the Lord always protect you, And may the day come soon, the same one, When your “Order” will sound in the ranks. Well, in the meantime, soldier, I wish you Training alarms, but not combat ones, Above the training ground - the chirping of a flock of birds, Targets - only plywood, not living ones. And may your friends always be by your side, May God grant that you never experience losses, And in a harsh hour, if necessary, stand tightly with your friends. May you dream of a sweet smile And children, those who do not exist yet... And may the prayer “Lord, have mercy!” Saves from misfortunes and troubles. Then, someday, you will tell your son, When he steps beyond his native threshold: “Go, walk your path, and become a man, and may the Lord protect you, son!”
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