Counting the stars in the beautiful black sky,
is impossible.
Counting the things you've done for me,
is undoable.
And saying 'thank you' for everything,
is incomplete.
So here i am in a situation that
is unsolvable.
All i can do
is hope and wish
that someday, sometime, i'll find something that
is extreme and equivalent to what you've done for me
Because i for sure know that those eight letters
is just not enough!
this piece is so true sometimes thank you can never measure up and sometimes it is not enough i like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gratitude expressed at its best. well wirtten poem.