Today a son, tomorrow a father,
And a day after, a grand old man.
Is it only by blood?
No, it shall never be.
All it is of is the heart.
Bigger the heart, with more we dwell,
Is the law of ages.
So let friendship be pure,
Love divine and any relationship thick.
Having a heart alone,
Shall bring faith.
Faith to live.
Live with joy.
Joy of endless mirth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can only say WOW, santhosh...great read...write on