I rise in the morning before the sun,
Work hard all day, but my works never done.
You may ask who I may be, my answer is, ÒIÕm only me.Ó
I was born to my parents, their first son,
Growing to manhood I had much fun --
I grew up to a man of five foot eight inches tall,
I hope to be near, if ever you should call.
I have broad shoulders and hands that is rough,
I have a kind heart, although I may look tough.
Looking in a mirror I ask, ÒWho is that I see?Ó
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem