A year goes by to remember the past,
Happy memories that never last.
Gender might different and never count,
But a long time friend can easily found.
Seeing him again make me proud,
My heart will dance and wanted to shout.
Each of us will hold so tight,
With the moon and stars that guide at night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice heheheh lol :))