“As I fall asleep, I am thinking of the one who,
Keeps my life together at the seams,
But at night, all I do,
Is dream of you, my Little Sun Beam.
All night long, I think of your face so fair,
For I love you more than anything,
After I wake up, my mind is everywhere,
But at the same time, our love tends to ring.
From ashes to ashes, and dust to dust,
Until in Death we part from Life,
I will love you forever more, because I must,
For you have saved me from Strife.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem