to the naive child
to the pet in the wild
to the doubting mind
to the friend in bind
to the wavering faithful
to the verbatim mouthful
to the trying time
to the forced mime
to the aching heart
to the welling eyes
to the questioning darts
to the disturbed I
have faith....its not a goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem