This is something I wrote many days, months, years ago. But til now, the words have remained paperless, penless, speechless.
To sum up in words what you have given me, is something unimaginable. Life, support and the rest is unthinkable.
Although born to a wooden spoon, you arranged for my extraordinary escape via first world integration. Your foresight to water seeds in a land of felicitation, has created opportunities outside of penultimate discretion.
I owe you more than I could possibly give in this lifetime and feel the only crime is you never be able to defy time.
Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! Beautiful poem....................!