J-ust like a running river,
U-nending blessings flow;
D-ay third of May won't make
Y-our life prone to sorrow.
L-ike a running river,
I-nspiration and mirth abound;
G-iving thrill to your life,
D-rying not the greenish ground.
A-llow the sky above to bring a moderate water;
O-pen your heart to God's grace, just like a running river.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing Bernard I enjoyed it
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