Open your hand,
It's empty
That's how you came
And that's how
You will leave
At least,
Be a bit saintly,
Spread some love,
Sing a good song,
For some to hear
And above all,
Never plant
Or cultivate fear.
Instilling fear the game of politicians. Drink Sangria and nobody listen!
This has made my day. It defines, in simple terms, the essence of real beauty in our life. Thanks a lot.
A loveliest poem, correctly said and worded. Absolutely: Do no harm. That is useless. An honest and sublimest poem is rendered fascinatingly..Thank you for your fantastic words, Sandra, they are true and wise. A 10 Full Vote. Thank you for sharing this meaningful advice. G.B, .U.in Abundance. Amen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Sandra, such an uplifting and heartwarming poem.....................