Special purposes carried on angel's wings, lifting tenderly,
innocent spirits of little children who have no way to reach
internal peace as yet.
Sanctuaries are literally unknown to children and that is a
shame of parents who don't take the time to share nature with
them.
Belonging to a special place in time should be inherent, but
is not always apparent.
Children should be taught to look within themselves and find
their inner peace and talents.
Gifts from birth need to be given the chance to grow and
flourish, they need to teach self-reliance and self-love.
Then so many children will remain true to themselves, filled
with morals and true ethics, and in turn pass these valuable
lessons on to their children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem