In this claim world called life..
We have different rule to portray..
Different duty to do with..
Big & small should be treasure..
Because we are just a passers by..
We are all next in line...
A poem with sentiments of human thoughts and it is beautifully made and I liked the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ging, when I GET to the front of the line, i'm going to GET two hamburgers (hold the pickle relish, please) , a large fries (with catsup) , a double thick strawberry milkshake (no straw, BUT a long-handled spoon would be nice) , and two slices of your apple pie (those are pretty small slices you have there!) . AND i might be back for dessert. bri :)