Mother would approve this use of wealth
This bringing of child to distant land
And claiming as one's own,
If through a different process.
I think she would approve even to
The very bed in which she sleeps
Was once her own and now furthers life
So near day break's horizon crest
I can not with hold a gasp of wonder
In receipt of blessing
Of this surprise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem