And in a day nursery

And in a day nursery And in a day nursery education goes quickly, there children continually: mine!

, mine!

.

I came for the boy, and he rushed to me, clasped knees and shouts, victoriously looking back: Mine father!

Whose heart will not tremble?

One of the great touched minutes of happiness in the life and counted them everything four.

Four minutes from eighty years!

I do not know, how many they will be when also I decide to count minutes remains; but moments in the doorway The father came!

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