the peaceful rainbow which had followed,
the black clouds from the storm,
of life which caused a painful sorrow,
has come to a end,
the new begining starts with the belief in myself,
that i am a person and a friend,
the support will help from the people i love and,
trust,
all of a sudden the obvious came clear,
that one day i can grow into a beautiful,
white swan
Yes let your soul befriend with your body..care each other loves each other..and we? ? yes we are supporters :) :) you will become a swan and you will amazed all ducks quackies who laughing to you long time....Raise your spirit like swan own the shine from the moonlight :) _Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
a friend like you should be a treasure, and not a sorrow. beautiful write, keep them coming pleasae