Why did you give her an expensive dress?
This born slim girl floats in the Baroness's grand anniversary party.
Perhaps she may a Nanny in the Manor.
The infant cries pathetically instead of the Nanny's inner cry.
She smiles to the strangers showing her fancy dress.
Nobody knows her birthday that falls today.
So few ever hear or understand the inner cry of a person.. But you have captured the sorrow of this girl with poetic vision that is 20/20. Take care. Kind wishes, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To listen to the inner cry and take heed of what we really need to say, this is a great poem Nimal Love duncan X