It's a really pretty sight, when life is never in strife.
You look outside you're window, sometimes you see a flamingo.
You hear the birds sing when you're sitting on you're swing.
The things that you see in life, you wish were never in strife.
At the start of this poem I discovered a problem, but though you don't know i will not tell. Some people in this world are not to well so if I tell you won't feel very swell!
That is one reason why you should not cry. Think of others not just yourself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem