I remember along time ago in a land far away
I was always happy and then it was all striped away from me
So here I stand on the street begging for extra change
People pass me by without a second glance
So I sit getting weaker and smaller
Crying is no longer in my system because its does me no good
Then one day a older man passed me by then he came back
He was about 65 years old
He took my arm and led me to his home
Where I had a nice warm bath and new clothes
Then a nice hot meal
As I ate a younger man came into the dining room where the older man and I sat eating
He stared at me for the longest time
I excused my self and ran up the steps to the room I had been given
The younger man had followed me all the way up stairs
He grabbed my wrist
For we knew each other from sometime ago
We had came from different families and were never to see each other again
He pulled me against him and I began to cry
I blacked out and woke up in his arms in his bed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like it but you need to think of a title