Why is your heart Like This?
Made from water
With a life-giving spring
Flowing with love and justice.
I am not made from this.
But thank God you are my son.
Some will say he is not perfect.
I say, he is perfect to me.
I was there when he took his first step
Even when he wept when he was wet;
For his first inestimable smile
His first immutable words.
They could not rhyme on paper
But with a mic a born rapper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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