The pretty sun only rises For those pretty smiles in Their faces anytime... Their pretty laughs are only Songs heard by our ears... We see their pretty innocence When they play together anywhere... Angels guard them happily When they to kindergartens and to Their schools anytime... We all love their smiles and Their smiles wherever they are... Innocent souls play on the ground And everywhere they are so beautiful... We care about them more than We care about ourselves... Kids are the flowers and the roses Of our life anywhere and everywhere... ______________________________________________________________________
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem