Solitude is a well-known friend of mine.
It is there when I'm in the midst of a crowd,
And when I find myself on my own.
And when the day is done,
And when I lay me down,
It gently closes my eyes,
And stills my mind.
It guards me through the night,
Is still there with the morning's light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem