When there is a chance to do your best,
we must not rest.
We must do that work instead,
do not rest
When there is not a chance to do it.
We shall again try to do it.
We are little boys
For god we are little toys
Shinning like gold
Our parent have to hold
Us on the way to success.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem