E-ndless love will do,
D-riving away the anger;
I-t comes from the Lord God,
T-o bring gladness to
H-er.
W-illing to do every thing,
A-n endless love remains;
K-issing the hate goodbye,
E-nding the tears when it rains.
F-ifth morn of January
I-s beautiful to view;
E-arly haze will not appear,
L-ove of God will
D-o.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice read it was sir!
Thanks, Pritam.... a big like to your comment👍