Hi my dear friends,By the mercy of God who gives me a new day and spend my day with my loved ones.Today I will share with you a poem which I thought in my mind So,let's start writing my poem. Source: Poem

My heart is waiting for you, My brain thinks for you, I see the street of my house, When we come for our house, I tell for God to makr you me, I spend my night in your dreams, I hope one time you come,

Having started in south-east England, it turned into the nation's national game in the eighteenth century and has grown all around in the nineteenth and twentieth hundreds of years. Worldwide matches have

"Float tendency is in nature, it is wet through rain, flows through rain, flows through the snow, again strong love, with great torment, flows its creation"