Fortune-telling memories stick with you through the years, holding hands, keeping them in activities of beautiful scenery and locating finery in ghettos of town.
Really locating some semblance of attitudes with mine, hoping to spend moments all of life with those I want to continue to know.
Singing happily in tune, exercising vocal chords with a clarity and sense of well-being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem