I'm clueless of what life's gonna be,
But still, I'm growing like a sturdy tree.
My leaves are so green, so healthy
My roots are rooted so deeply.
Branches wide enough for people to see,
How I bear fruits for God's glory.
I praise Him cheerfully on bended knee,
Elated that He is always with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem