The day you are born is the day your parents are the most happy.
You might be bluish-pink or yellowish-green,
Still it's your parents with joy who'll scream!
You grow up and learn every day,
Learn to care and share,
Learn to express and tie your shoes and to ride a bicycle.
But all these years you learn to love and to be loved,
Your happiness is all that matters to these people around you.
You might think otherwise,
But you must think twice.
Never hurt them, they're all that you have right from day one,
Keep them happy in the long run.
And they don't just celebrate you on your birthdays,
(Others remember you only on your birthdays)
They treasure and love you always.
So you must know,
That their love for you will always increase
So be happy and do good and never feel like they don't love you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem