This is for you, just hear me out.
It helped me in the midst of my doubt.
A gentle touch, a kind word or two.
A hand to hold and help me through.
It's a small gift, the least I can do.
But it is special, between me and you.
I know what you feel like, believe me I do.
After all you've seen, and all you've been through.
I know what it's like, to go through Hell.
So always remember, in my heart you dwell.
You are my friend, faithful and true.
So may you always be happy, 'till you bid the earth 'Adieu'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem