Circling life, watching it's sorrow flow into my heart with
tears of tender grief from people who've died and left this
earth of mine bereft.
Wondering tearfully as the sun rises and sets each day,
always leaving me alone in emptiness.
Knowing now, the rest of life will be a lonely journey, that
I will have to endure until the moment I'm gone also.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem