As the cold wind of redundancy blows through the door,
And turmoil and trouble heap up against the threshold,
Dont worry for me or that anymore,
I have a priceless treasure called family.
And I consider you in this company,
Of people that I know and love,
I am so lucky to have so much love around me,
It is truly a gift from above.
A great poem of love for friends, with out them I wouldn't have made it through many things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good poem indeed with deep thoughts in it.. i loved it to the extent that yes i have family, very hapy one.... read mine butterflies around, ... no separate ways and homebound.....