At the end of the day
Let me bring smile to someone's face
At the end of the day
Let me bring life to someone's life
At the end of the day
Let me bring light to someone in darkness
At the end of the day
Let me bring joy to someone's troubled heart
At the end of the day
Let me bring gladness to the poor
At the end of the day
Let me bring song to the hungry
At the end of my life
Let my death be precious to my Father
Your poem is simple, short and sweet! Btw, that''s the reason why I like Joyce Kilmer's poem Trees
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At the end of the day Let me bring joy to someone's troubled heart..becoming a heart of solace for the hungry and the poor....... it is our call, a definite call. God loves us more when we live for the poor. tony