There are some that are rowdy,
making a noise all the time.
Shouting and screaming,
thinking they are better than the rest.
There are some that are quiet,
keeping themselves to themselves.
Most of the time
you would never know they’re there.
There are some that are friendly
and will help you at anytime.
Over the years,
they become trusted and beloved friends.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem