Yes, I'm proud
For I'm being loved
Though my life
Is a walk on double-edge sharp knife.
Yes, I'm proud
For I'm a lady with a Lamp
Though I'm blind and clouded with gloom,
The people don't dash or lose the'r bloom.
Yes, I'm proud
For I'm a Queen of Smiles,
True, I'm blessed with two cute blossoms
That glow my dark phases of life always!
Yes, I'm proud
For I live in this miserable world,
Why, yes! It is beautiful and honey at heart!
Yes, I'm proud
For I am yet honored by the crowds;
Though I'm clad in rags of wounded life!
Yes, I'm proud
For I love to live and live to love
Though I'm constantly
Fried and ground!
Yes, I'm proud
For I possess the content abound
Though I'm worth of no penny pound;
What if I'm no wise and fairy
When my heart is Crowning Glory? !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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