She never really wants to know about me
except questions of Money? ?
I never get a spontaneous Hi! , how are you!
I think I'm just a convenient distraction
She never makes time for me
I think If she really wanted to see me
She would find a way
She is the sun in my day
And I'm barely, barely a distant candle to her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really an insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely encapsulated with conviction. Focused and factual. Thanks for sharing, DJ.