So many
Running around.
I am only a kid.
Why should I have to deal with this?
So many
Times I watch them.
All alone, only them.
Why should I have to deal with this?
So many
Quiet times I have to give.
To them.
Why should I have to deal with this?
So many, oh so many!
Siblings younger than me.
Older watch, younger run.
If I was that age again.
If my older siblings lived with me again.
I would run.
Some wouldn't be here yet.
So many
Thoughts about the past.
So many thoughts about the future.
So many...........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem