Brave my hills
peak my goals
bumps and thrills
dice and throws
When life shows-up
I take it as it comes
the only way is up
head-on with the storms
Miles ahead
fate i dread
toils to break bread
guess i should call baker-
instead!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Alibo Terna Timothy. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.