Shining clear and bright
In the almirah to the right
Is the memory when its
Owner touched the height
It is a pleasure to behold
With a story in its fold
The success and courage
The most precious gold
Tempting me to embrace
Give pride and the grace
That I can still within me
That zeal and craze trace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem