My grandmother, when she was a little girl,
Liked a lot one shy country boy.
They were from the same village,
Very close, but both very shy,
So when I was her age,
They figured out, that they loved each other many years ago.
This boy when he grew up, left his family, friends and went to live in the forest by himself.
We visitid him once...
At that time I was not interested at all going to the forest and see old grandma's friend.
She said I can learn a lot, I think I got a gift for thst too.
I thought it was crazy walking on the grass without shoes, but it was a rule.
My grandmother was holding her shoes, bag, feeling like young lady, talking about the past.
How this boy always had blashing face, scared to say a word,
And she was the same.
Then he went to army and returned forever to live far away.
The forest bacame his new home.
