Rounding out this being through writing poetry, letting it fill
the voids found in this life, all the emptiness being felt, lone-
liness holding it's hands through the years.
Finding expression in many poems, easing it's pain and heartache
for a while, steadily using writing to round out all the hard-
ships, sacrifices and turmoil in this lifetime.
Finding hidden solutions, discovering how to use them in easing
the stress of living in this temporary life, thanking God for
the gifts he's given to me from the moment of conception.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem