Little children, I see you smiling
I see you there when I am alone
Are you here keeping me company
Two beautiful girls visiting my home
My imagination is not wandering
Though I spend much time alone
An old man spends time pondering
Thinking of precious years now gone
I have never seen these two before
They keep laughing then go away
Have they come because I'm lonely
God has sent two angels here to play
Little children, I see you smiling
The joyous look upon your faces
Somehow I feel we've met before
Though I reminisce not of the places
They say my mind is slowly fading
Soon a once great memory will fade
Yet, my own family thinks I'm crazy
Because angles have come to my aid
Hi Anthony, nice write, nothing wrong with your literature skill. If your family made more effort to see you and not let you get so lonely you might not have needed the extra company. I blame them, I don't think you are crazy. All the best, Eldin
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Anthony - no sign of a wandering mind here. Very well written and rhymed.