My dad is in the home
Across from my apartment
Because of a little misfortune
That he's had this year
We hope that soon
He'll be ouut and active again
But sometimes we all have to
Slow sown and look at life
We hope that this is it
And soon all will be better
But we don't have the say
Of how long we have to live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem