Last night I was thinking how our world seem to be shrinking.
More people than you can think of in China or Japan and every little child, woman and man.
You start to wonder how,
how did everything come to be what it is now?
Many great people have come up and down,
some all smiles, some all frown.
Then it hits you, plain and clear,
everyone is near to someone.
Two or more for fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem