Tears flowing from his eyes,
I began to see the sadness,
As I watched the strongest man I know,
Break down and cry.
It's so hard to say goodbye.
He taught me about family.
He taught me about love.
But most importantly, he taught me how to survive.
I couldn't picture life any other way,
Than with this man right by my side.
A shoulder to cry on,
A hand to hold,
The most support a girl could ever know.
These are the three things that I constantly received.
Oh, how much love I have seen.
How lucky could I be,
To know he loves me?
I wish I could take away his pain,
The hurt in his eyes.
All I can do is stand by
And let him know that I love him, too.
It's so hard to say goodbye.
But no, you're not alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Top One-Hundred Poets Club' Out of Thousands and thousands of Poems online Mine was number sixty-five. Poet with a Thousand Kills But with weak promotion skills. Poem Hunters lose their way And, at times, become the prey All is fair in War and Love Top One-Hundred Poets Club. All contestants orchestrated Or perhaps they're all related Smiling proud with Pen in Hand We remain the Underrated. It will take a thousand Poets Just to help you stay afloat But nothing beats the satisfaction To receive an honest Vote. Poem Hunts the lamest Ducks I Searched You a thousand bucks Poison Ink reigns from above Top One-hundred Poets Club P.X #65 Charles Monroe Novus Ordo Seclorum