The shapes of your language’s letters remind me of tree branches blowing On a fall day in the forest Your words look like plant roots growing, deep in my garden If I could… Read More »Looking At Your Language by Izabella
The shapes of your language’s letters remind me of a green oak swaying in the wind Your words look like budding maple leaves If I could translate, I think you might be saying,… Read More »Looking At Your Language by Virginia
Making good friends is the best way Good friends are always there for you A friend in need is a friend indeed They always with you in problems They give you hope and peace, Courage… Read More »MAKING GOOD FRIENDS