You were my bustrade
Who never let me down
You were judicious
Who think quietly
And never mistaken early
But time became the matter
You have changed your character
Completely different like summer and winter
You were every thing
Who shows love from the beginning
But time matters your caring
You became vociferous
You might trust in your appearance
Take a concentration don’t be volatile
Because you might understand that you are mistaken
It might be too late to apologize after a while
So look at the matter of time
Don’t be wanton; don’t put your self shame
written by someone who loves you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's two sides to a coin, some people two of face the coin is just a bauble, unlike the human race be glad you have seen the other side, for that my friend is her never to be trusted with your life to share great poem Estif regards Bob