Don’t give up sorinahasballa
    Delicate moments, which hang hard,
Always happening into our life
Shadowing the course of life, always.
And it seems that life loses color. . .
It becomes autumn, late.
Only in our hearts,
If the faith we will keep
It will remain spring,
Color of flower
What it gives us hope. . .
To can gather our powers
And to continues, our journey, of life.
For all our loved ones.
With God in our souls, always.

Author: Sorina Hasballa