I stand in the rain
It washes away my pain
Happiness is what I gain
Finely I don’t have to bow my head in sham
I can stand up and proudly proclaim
I am me
What you get is what you see
What you see is beauty
Not of the out side sores
But in the heart
And there’s were happiness can start
this one is great. one of my favorites of yours that i read so far.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have that inner beauty to write...........