He helped, and I pushed
He warned, and I walked away
He cared, and I showed little compassion
He died, I did not cry
I missed him, he was there
I needed someone, and he stayed
I got in trouble, and he kept helping
I thanked him, and he was free
Now I live my life, and I thank him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice...........