IT'S THE SYMBOL OF LIFE. WHEN WE MISS IT WE LOSE, WE GET THIRSTY AND WE FEEL SAD. THOUGH VERY SMALL, BUT IT'S LOVELY AND BLESSED. WE LOOK FOR IT WHEN WE NEED IT. IT'S MUCH MORE PRECIOUS THAN THE PURE GOLD ITSELF. IT'S THE DROP OF WATER.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem