Here you will find the Poem Children of poet Innokentii Fedorovich Annensky
Has time come? I?m fully ready. If we?ve sinned ? there?s no a chance? We ? to prisons, they ? to gladness? Give to children ? sun and grass! When one?s child ? the life?s thread?s thinner, Days are shorter in that age? Do not scold a little `sinner?, Pet a child without edge. You?re a looser if whenever Cannot understand your child, Drew child?s whisper ? what?s a shame there! Bigger shame ? to raise his fright! But the sinless children?s tears Can?t be dried, tho? you confess, `Tis because they always bear Jesus Christ in holly rays. But they which live like in prisons, Whose arms are the thinnest threads? People! Brothers! Aren?t these reasons Why our peace is only death?
