I hope you
Go to
All your ment to
Never fail to.
Let your life be a dream.
Its too late
Don't look back
Yield for nothing
Chase the morning.
Remember the
Sheltered rose
That needs room
To bloom
Outside the bedroom
Don't settle for less
Hope for your happiness
Shun the night
Stay in the light
And chase the morning
This poem is for my sister Justina in Washington.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem