You've left and gone,
Tore my heart apart,
I slept and wept.
I thought my life was already done.
I could see dimness of the moon,
No brighter sun than ever,
Lying flat, crying on my own
And welcoming death to reappear.
I heard a small voice in my heart.
Finally, reality woke me up
Saying, ''son, never give up
And you need to start...''
But you came back for me, my dear.
I thought I would lose you forever.
Now I could see the smile on my face
And the sun is shining again for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem