Still, I love you, dear,
Still, I love you.
I remember the words of
Booker T. Washington-
I shall allow no man
To belittle my soul
By making me hate him.
I love you, I love you.
I know you are for all good,
I know whatever you are doing
Are for all welfare.
I am there with you, dear.
And I want you, and option
Before me only one and not two.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem