I met a stranger who became a friend
He seemed so nice like an angel in heaven
We shared our thoughtfulness, time and concern
And we promised to hold on until the end.
But one day, he turned his back and left again
That surprised me a lot with a big question on my mind
Whatever his stories or reasons behind
Still, i pray that he will always be fine.
I thank him for the wonderful friendship he shared
For keeping in touch just to show he cared
I'll cherish the good things he has done
And I'll always remember him though he has gone...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, these your 'riches' … nice