At birth I opened my eyes
and saw God in my mother's face.
Life giving milk poured into me
from her soft and fleshy space.
My God, always gave me someone to love.
As I grew, parent's arms and fingers
always held me during endless tries
on flimsy bikes, my father's hands
lifting my kites in merciless skies.
My God, always gave me someone to love.
A coincidental teacher would always
tell me what I needed to know,
a kind soul always held me,
when I couldn't humanly let go.
My God, always gave me someone to love.
Now I hold infants in gentle eyes,
dropping food in hungry minds,
speaking consciously known replies,
passed from the beginning of time.
because my God,
will always give me
someone to love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God's love is always the graetest and he will always ensure us to love someone in this world.A great write indeed!