A troubled youth gone for a year
Far from his family’s allure
For reasons that are still unclear
yet behooving that is for sure.
We hope his stay is suitable
for one so very young as he.
meager details but on the whole
we’re hoping with no guarantees.
A year may not seem long for some
But it is an eternity
For the foursome waiting at home
All anxious and downheartedly.
The shared grief is overbearing
Plucking at our fragile heartstrings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem