J-ust run with determination,
O-r you won't win the prize;
A-llow your feet to move onward,
N-ever let them freeze like ice.
M-ake it to the finish line,
E-ven if at times you fall;
N-either faith nor trust
D-eparts from your heart and soul.
O-n June fifth Monday,
Z-ealously hope for salvation;
A-im at the glorious crown, run with determination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a big 10, Bernard! thanks,
Thanks, CHE. A big like👍😍😊😘