R-epair the broken pieces
O-r the shattered dreams;
N-ever ever let them fall
A-part at the seams.
L-et the damaged soul recover,
D-ay sixteen in September;
O-therwise chance will be wasted, no more time to get better.
B-e sure to find the lost faith
A-s well as the missing link;
C-ure the wounded heart,
A-nd pull it back from brink.
N-ew life is the result of cleaning up the mess;
I-t's best to mend the crushed hope, repair the broken pieces.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem