Storm whirls in the sky
Storm in your troubled heart
Ugly Sandy tries to grab you
You try to grab your little boy
And your sweet little girl
But then she want to grab Lucky
Her dear pet in troubled times
Lucky needs to be hold
Your little ones needs protection
You need shelter and safety
Ugly Sandy needs a fulfilling toil.
You have loved
You have lived
And you just might see another clear sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sands of time make u resilient and prepare u to go on..................nice work