My wonderful family down below,
im sorry you never watched me grow,
you see our lord needed me,
so he took me home, he set me free.
Im sorry that i had to leave,
i didnt mean to make you grieve,
But you see i am a special child,
god heard me, when i cried.
I cried out in pain that night,
so god himself showed me the light,
he told i would be whole again,
and you all would love me just the same.
So i took his hand, he led the way,
dont worry with the angels, i do lay,
and before i go to sleep, i make a wish,
and with all my love send you a kiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i finf that all is simple and powerful