You gave birth to four
Two sons
Two daughters
Boys will be boys
Girls will be you
You raise us to be grown
Praise us to be shown
But theres one problem
One daughter gets hid
One daughter you get rid
You forget you have two
Untill I'm ready to put on my shoes
And I walk out this door
And then you remember
Two daughters
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I would like to translate this poem
nice expression on daughter. but sorry i have only two sons. a nice poem. keep it up without any care if any one is reading your poem or not. make it your first hobby bcoz God has given you such talent.