Coming back to life
Because there are things
That it is left to be done
Before I live the earth some day
First I will have to do my will
And decide who gets what from
My material things
I still lucky to have the friends I have
Because they support me every day
In my life
And I feel so grateful for that
Also we have known each other
For 25 years
Coming back to life
To pray to my father
Every single day
It was my father
That made me with his holy hand
And I am so beautiful to my father
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem