Finding nothing important in reality's dreams, unless it
deals with family, and it's love.
Being expressed through the years in many hugs and loving
words, expressions and looks of love through eyes of the
soul.
Always playing moving rhythms, bringing us closer together
in all aspects of family togetherness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems of truth have a substance of which other poems must bow down before, The family that has the bond of love is the perfect poem. Well written!