as a child i used to think,
what would i be
when i grow up?
i asked daddy.
he would smile & gently pat my head.
then pulling his hand i would plead
'answer me daddy. answer me.'
looking at me lovingly,
'be what you wish,
you're free. i leave you unleash.
no boundaries for you dear.
be what you want.
you choose your favourite future.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem