There stands a woman all alone,
All happiness of her life has gone,
She has no support, she has no friend,
No one is there a smile to lend,
Her spouse died a month ago,
She has four kids to let them grow,
She has the load of life to haul,
But her patience is really tall,
Though the world left her alone,
Yet reality to her has been shown,
A few are to stand by in hard time,
Many become guest when the coins chime,
She is resolute to bring up the kids,
Keeping her tears behind the lids,
She will sacrifice her desires and needs,
Whether they become flowers or weeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem and well rhymed.