For blood stained t-shirts.
For tear pierced eyes.
For the mourning of tomorrow,
and the restless sighs.
We do not fret
For we know no fear
but you are the blessed.
and we hold you so dear
But times will change
our roads will wind and bend
and though tomorrow may not come,
we'll be by your side until the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A few impressive and powerful words that clearly show your emotion and talent! What a great way to enter into the Poetry World! WELCOME to this reservoir of a worldwide poetry field! I love your amazing write dear Mary! Great job! Keep it up and I look forward to read some more! 10+++ Thank for sharing! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City...