If you only knew what u could do..
Your love so innocent an true..
Your need for me will always be.
what else did i expect when i planted my seeds.
to grow an nourish as sweet as can be.
please hold my hand, never let go, dont tell me you are grown.
as my child I could never keep a heart of stone.
a precious treasure so wise an meek, you give me hope that i seek.
maybe i can make it another week, its not a losing streak.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem