When my weak body hurts, I know that I am sick... When I know my top from my bottom, I discover my truth... When a war breaks out, I know that there are bad people... When the pretty sun rises, I know that there is a new day... When that pretty Spring comes laughing, I know that there are flowers and roses... When a new-born baby comes, I know that there is a pretty face... When a refugee abandons one's tent, I know that there is hope... When rains comes, I know that all farmers are happy... _________________________________________________ _____________________

Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (4/2/2015 7:28:00 AM)

    When I find a poet I know there is some guidance for me.Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 2, 2015

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