J-ust succeed in the end,
A-fter enduring the hard time;
N-ever give up finding
E-very mountain to climb.
B-elieve to succeed in the end,
A-im to taste the victory;
S-eptember twenty-ninth Friday
A-llows you to feel the glory.
L-et the shadows disappear,
L-et the beacon ascend;
O-pen your life to sunrise,
T-ill you succeed in the
E-nd.
Thank you so much, Rini.... I'm so glad and grateful... a warmest handshake to you🤝
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With a minister and poet like you, she can't help but succeed. And every time that she reads this poem, the imprints for success will be finely ingrained on her mind. Great job, Bernard!
Thanks, Richard, it’s a pleasure to desire for the success of our fellowmen🤓🤓🤓🙏🙏🙏