He felt that he was promised in life that someone would share his world.
And that she would be a very pretty girl.
But all the pretty girls seemed to pass him by.
And he just didn't know why.
So he just sat drinking Bud and looking at the sky.
Until his sad tears ran dry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well texted and nicely thought out poem. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing, Lamar.