Floating in the air,
A million little secrets,
A million little hearts,
And a million little tests.
Why are they here?
Where are they floating to?
How did they get there?
And what are they going to do?
A million little secrets,
Being whispered in 2 million ears,
No one will ever know them,
They'll be kept for years.
A million little hearts,
Trying to find their way,
Being careful not to break,
Trying not to sway.
A million little tests,
Formed up to be one big task,
This task is called life,
Do you think you will pass?
There are these secrets,
There are these hearts,
There are these tests,
They all play their part.
Floating in the air,
A million little secrets,
A million little hearts,
And a million little tests.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lauren I love this poem, I can picture those million little hearts flying love through the air to all the Moms on Mother's Day. Very sweet write thanks.