the only brave oldman
that I could see in ma eyes
he is old enough
the face was built gonelike the rock
at the sea shore
strong aware could I see
whitegrey hair in his old head
that made bebravery
beautiful passion____________
the old man and his field
a farmer dig the soil_______
fight the time ~`lso age
strong carefulfulfill his duty
nothing compare with his worrrrk
the flare of spirit enliving his dy
the brave couragepride spirit
I hopehecould be better live
With the field inhis live
With love and luck____________________________________
the night come with glory
the night come with glory
wind blows neatly
the moonlight and stars spark
at corner of the park
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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