perfect life

a house to stand

on a blessed land

it needs a hand 

of a great husband.

 

but a perfect life

is brought by a perfect wife

who bares a great pain

for her family to gain.

 

without a child 

a family looks wild

quiet and cold

warmth it will never hold

sadness will be bold.

 

a child completes a family

with love they make it lovely

in sadness chears proudly

in sadness cry sorrowfully

and forever they live happylly.

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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