Poems in memory of Mrs. Zulfiya

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Poems in memory of Mrs. Zulfiya

Without Uzbek wife, Uzbek mother,
A favorite poet of Uzbeks.
Every mother who remembers you,
We will not forget you, Zulfiyakhanim.
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Dedicate your life to creativity,
There are many recipes.
My precious endless wish to us.
We will not forget you, Zulfiyakhanim
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Uzbek girls are your students,
Iboni, let the life come from you.
Every poem you write is my place,
We will not forget you, Zulfiyakhanim

Kudratova Elmira, 7th grade student of the 10th comprehensive school of Sherabad district, Surkhandarya region

Again the apricot blossomed white

(Dedicated to the memory of Zulfiya Israilova)

On the first day of spring, in the morning,
Apricot blossoms at the bottom of the window.
My heart is full of joy.
Poet, your daughter remembered you,
Again the apricot blossomed white.
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I also sang a lot this spring,
Your soul rejoices and repeats and repeats.
You are a woman, you are a mother and a faithful companion,
My awake heart longs for you today,
Again the apricot blossomed white
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You sang a lot for my country,
Loyalty, you have slaughtered more than fidelity.
You have proved the greatness of women,
Mankind remembered you that day,
Again the apricot blossomed white.
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I will remember you for life
I miss you every spring.
White paper, my pen never discriminates,
Mehri's vigilance could not be kept secret,
Again the apricot blossomed white.

Kurbanova Mehriniso, teacher of native language and literature, 7th comprehensive school, Sherabad district, Surkhandarya region

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