Woke up with the birds singing.
my Heart was too.
Woke up with a spirit in me that wanted nothing more than to Live.
my Soul.
Rain came to me, in sleep, in mind;
everything can be washed away with a little rain.
Pain.
to Us, to be Us all the time, To them, To helping them, always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem