He is a kind friend of mine,
He is like sunshine,
In my life truly,
So untainted the bond is between him and me.
I feel like crying,
When I find him undergoing,
Some sadness,
Some unhappiness.
With him I laugh in glee,
Together we roam around to see,
Places,
And historical traces.
Like a saviour he is,
And I take pride in this,
That he is my pal,
At times practical, at times emotional.
To him beholden I am so,
As Bassanio was to Antonio,
A friend like him is born rarely,
Pray I for his long life daily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good word choice and presentation, Like the use of the word bond, welldone Miken