He died from cancer,
The relative I've never met.
He was gone before his wife,
This relative I've never met.
He was gone before my time.
That relative I've never met.
Now I shall never meet,
The relative I've never met.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I-N-T-E-R-E-S-T-I-N-G lol the repetion of '...a relative I've never met...' is kind of annoying. You could really have gone into detail a little more about his cancer, his experience, his wife (the Aunt) . How you felt about him dying, and not have been so monolouge about it. Great work though, I love that it's short and sweet ^.^ To the point makes people happy these days ^.^ And of course, the flow and rhyme were smooth.