My country

You are my wealth, my dearest and unique,
And always because of you my speech is art.
Don’t let your peace be broken and bleak,
I will not let your candle in my heart depart.

Your presence means that my existence is true,
I have no happiness and joy apart from you
My nation, in my heart, pride I knew,   
For you are the light that illuminates my way anew.

Abdusaidova Jasmina Quvondiqovna
A student of class 8-“D” at School No. 22, Gallaorol district, Jizzakh region.
Born on July 20, 2011.
I am interested in artistic skills such as drawing and writing poetry.