Care for the little children, strive to guide their way.
They are the future citizens of a country.
Like malleable clay molded by our hands today,
Care for the little children, strive to guide their way.
Be discrete, let us choose the words we say,
All these registered and stored in their memory
Care for the little children, strive to guide their way.
They are the future citizens of a country.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~01.22.15
Portrait: Lotsu Manes (Filipino) . 'Mother'
A triolet is a poem of only 8 lines with a rhyme scheme abaaabab. The fourth and seventh lines are the same exact line as the first. The eighth line is the same exact line as the second.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem