I have been a son;
since I was borne.
I have called you father;
cos you've made me matter.
As a young, I have gathered so many wrong pieces.
Spanking me as a father;
you've blown me kisses.
God the father, the Son, and the Holy spirit.
Next to those, thou art the best spirit!
For me, you are on this slime path.
when the time comes for me to do mine;
I hope the creator gives me the grace to put the smile...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem