May be your least loved,
But it blooms for you, like a sakura tree.
Spreading beauty upon.
Learn to love them.
They are the only friend I hold.
Books, teaches you many unknown things on earth.
There are silly stories,
Thick chapter stories,
They all can be loved.
If you understand Literature, and how much it means.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem