My grandma and Mannerheim

Black man Mannerheim

the movie is selected. People of Finland

peas bear nose.

Perhaps it I smile,

Satan laughs ironically.

How industrious sometimes

are we Mannerheim League for women.

Women in family work,

we are the souls of the itch,

for families with children due to work

is made.

I Mannerheim League for the dead

family, today niiasin.

Even in my eyes the old salt

sting.

My grandmother, he liked woman

I knew, her dolls fronts

working hard. Now, in honor of the motherland,

and chivalry to write

this poem a little everyday.

Grandpa never told no,

from as many medals

the war he got.

After the war, he was

a man of the quietest.

World of sound just created

beautiful violin melodies.