we all began with this simple word
where all we learn to be hurt but still hold
no matter how long it will bring us in cold
it is still the reason why we live in this world
its a magical feeling that will make us fly
keep us dreaming with no limit but the sky
though time will come it can cause pain and cry
we will continue to fight without knowing the reason why
if the time come that it will get all we have
we have no reason to blame it above
it is still a gift that we owe from God
that in our life we learned to LOVE.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem