I was cleaning my room,
and under my bed,
I found a dusty little note,
I sat on my bed,
and read what It said,
'' I love you, remember that because It's true.''
I threw It In the trash,
and tried not to cry,
Remembering what I had, and what I let go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem