A new experience in talent of young students.
Children running back and forth across the stage,
leaping and jumping to get onto it.
Microphones and wires being stretched across our
view, being readied for talented young people.
Waiting, anticipating expectantly, our nephew,
who is going to share his wonderful voice with all
of us.
Singing, 'Here Without You Baby', by Three Doors
Down.
We know he'll be a hit, because he's so very
talented and has a voice that won't quit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem