So much has changed in this past year,
Things I never dreamed, or dared to fear.
Moments I faced with no power to fight,
I've cried through the long, lonesome night.
I held back the pain, kept it inside,
Hid the ache where my heart could confide.
I wanted to scream, to shout and to break,
But I'm too gentle, too tender to quake.
Regrets like shadows still linger near,
For all I left undone, all I didn't clear.
No wishes I send, no dreams I make,
For the one I long for feels too far, too fake.
Yet kindness arrived in the softest way,
From friends I've not met, across the bay.
They sang me a song, a simple refrain,
And for a moment, I forgot the pain.
Their love reached me, tender and true,
A gentle reminder: someone sees you.
A gift more precious than gold or art,
It mended a corner of my fragile heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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