I had a necklace of bead,
I bought it,
It was a good deed.
My mother had to feed,
She did not heed,
My calling,
For she was boiling
The milk.
It was my need,
I was holding
the reed,
I went in the
garden to sow
The seed.
I saw many a weed.
Then I removed
Them for the
plants to grow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet and adorable poem nicely rhymed and carrying a philosophy of life aimed at human existence. Thanks a lot.
thanks for your kind comments and valuable time