Silver pockets full
is a lovely dream
hopes and aspirations
shine in golden gleam
When the month has five
weekend days in years
that's a rare event
worthy of much cheer
So the ancients found
counting green jade beads
centuries must pass
sowing patient seeds
Though our modern age
found that it's not true
binary trumps jade
Ipads beat bamboo
Yet the old game plays
we still grab the ring
hoping for the day
wealth will crown us king
Secrets never told
hidden caves still hold
can't be bought or sold
gratitude is gold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Gratitude is gold', well worded!