My dear husband

On the porch of the temple of God
   Ragged beggar stands
   And he sees - a lady
   Luxuriously dressed in appearance.
   From the church comes the lady ,
   The old man trembled and fell ...
   " Give me , dear daughter , bread ,
   I am a beggar, his father for Christ's sake .
   Give the daughter of my own, for bread . "
   Pretended she laughed ,
   Hastily fled from the porch ,
   Wheelchair quickly sped ,
   Spattered with mud father.