The voices of our world
Are slowly fading away
Day by day
And
Hour by hour
They slowly go away...
A worker of the field
May have his story to tell
But will we ever learn
Without his wisdom spelled?
We have so many voices
Some are quieter than you
Don't let them go to waste
We have so much to do!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow Im so touched by this poem...I really loved it...