Valentyn V. Drachuk

To the bright memory of the Hero of the ATO Valentyn Drachuk is dedicated The terrible word in the East "war" Swept across the world in an instant. All who could go to defend the country: Both adults and children. He went to war as a volunteer. He told everyone: "What will I tell my children? Well, who but me?" And he left… He went to defend his country. He went to the house for a moment, He returned without saying anything. However, the mother did not think then, That this would be the last time she would see someone alive. She cried quietly alone But she did not feel sorry for anyone . I waited, I believed, he would come alive, He would return home healthy. Sad news came to the city, That he died for his native country. He did not live to be forty, He would not embrace his beloved wife. A daughter and a son remained And she turned gray a tearful mother. All her life she will wait From the war of her soldier son

The long road to the East The mother was seeing her son off on the road On the long road to the East. She was no longer crying, she stood quietly, Looking after her son. The train was slowly leaving the platform, There was nothing she could do to change it. But the mother suddenly felt as if it seemed That he stopped for a moment. I rushed after him and again heard The distant clatter of the wheels. And the train, which was moving further and further away, It was speeding far to the east. I remembered everything, everything flashed in my mind, How I was a boy he is small. She prayed to God, begged: "Come back, Come back home alive."