Growth
A child plays with no worries,
No thoughts, and no sorrows,
Yet their hearts flow with blessings,
Like there's no tomorrow.
Sharing each-others' laughs,
Loving each other with care,
A childhood full of fun and less despair.
Free as a bird,
They soar through the sky,
They land on their feet,
As they adjust to rise.
Rise for a life,
Full of happiness and adventure,
An imagination,
That they'll always remember.
Curious of their next proposal,
A mission to accomplish,
And to never handover.
Little do they know that life's a test,
They'll become warriors,
In armored vests.
Teaching them to fight,
With all their might.
Staying strong,
And upright,
As they glow through the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a matchless poem on nature of child. Thanks