I myself
was born to smile
to be happy for awhile
as long as the time to die
it is you
when I with smile
get lost
yes it is you
and then I run
not only a mile
but for all my life
run to find
that lost smile
which some day
was mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well penned, Sara.