a small boy
slid into his pajamas,
and knelt by the bed...
to pray.
closing his eyes,
he bowed his head:
'i'll try to do better tomorrow.'
a thought
to live by!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a sweet and innocent poem. I wonder what happened to that little girl inside me, who also used to pray...