Brick by brick
We pave building
Patience is the key
To every creation
Every thing in its time
Bloom to the fullest.
Never premature bud open
Nor a cake bake before time
Hold on a little longer
Ripen fruit always taste sweeter.
Walking on the thorny path
Often teaches us to cherish
The prescious gift we earned
Not by might, not by strength
But by grace of God
Who made me to complete.
It is prescious
Because I labored
To make it real for myself
Now and forever.
A well inked impressive poem. Simply wonderful ......10++
Patience is the key to every creation/Every thing in its time bloom to the fullest....so true! Beautifully put.......10/10
Little by little, brick by brick, things get built. Word by word, verse by verse, you created your poem.
very nice poetry thanx for reading moms smiles yes she died very early thanks she loved me
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I would like to translate this poem
The loving labor that we put into our lives is beautifully described in your uplifting poem on life's rewards.