To her I've been:
A beggar, a bum, a poet, a thief.
All manner of beings
Including a chief.
She's loved all my beings
Much to my relief!
What can I be now -
To mystify her?
I'll just try for once
To be myself
In hopes that she keeps
My secretes to herself.
I wonder how that will be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are a man of many talents and with secrets too. like the humour in these words