Since a child
Writing poems good or bad
This need I've had
Expressing myself
In words
Foggy or clear
With laughter or
With a tear
I find
Bring some small
Peace of mind
They come to me
Day or night
Telling me
What to write
My friends they'll always be
So much my poems
They comfort me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem