F-ailure is the mother of success,
R-emain not in dismay;
O-n the twenty-fifth of August,
S-tart not to go
A-stray.
P-ick up the broken pieces
O-r the scattered debris;
R-earrange everything,
O-verhaul the strategy.
S-tepping stone towards triumph is the mistake or mess;
A-s you keep your hope alive, failure is the mother of success.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem