Sometimes we quarrel
Sometimes we are sweet
Sweet like honey
Sometimes, we 'd quarrel over trivial things
Sometimes we need to walk or tread carefully
As if walking upon a fragile shell
Trying, not to break
Or if we walk among ants and not killing them
That's life
That's love
Sometimes we need to quarrel.
Life must be lived natural
Because life is natural.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sy, such a well penned message.....10++++
Thanks Bernard, sometimes...