Am restless over it
the perseverance dictates me
a dog, the dog in me
a gentleman as me.
I blink to the insults
curls the tail at master's feet
dine on the crumbs falling from the table
but rests at His home.
The cold, i'll resist it
can't loiter at dumbs for a bone
the crumbs satisfies me
there's a tomorrow, He's alive
i'll dine, a bone must drop
i'll get encouraged, the night shall fall
to stay barking all night in cold
but still stay at his feet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the idea i like the best which makes the poem a fantastic one.............................................