Justified in admiration, she's loathe to believe.
Unbeknownst to her the reasons others do perceive.
Languished in a life compared, she feels that she is wanting.
Instead of despairing from that which she finds daunting,
Eventually she steels herself against all doubt; opening her heart to let her love come pouring out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem