With each shallow breath he becomes more excepting of his death.He smiles an his last hours of life knowing that he had good kids and a beautiful wife.He hears crys of sarrow from his loved ones and peers he sees tears flow down the faces of his family he wants to calm there fears but he cant for he is due to the holy land so he takes gods hand and starts his decent into everlasting love and prospearity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is really pretty