Unfortunately some did not have any toy
In the childhood...
Exchange, they now play with alive toys
As by wooden...
Passions grow together the authorities
By iron wings...
Unfortunately they did not have any toy
In the childhood...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tsira, what a little diamond this poem is. A powerful meaning and written so touchingly. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. Hugs David