look how unhappy you make me when you fall sick
look how happy you make me when i nurse you back to health
look how happy i am to love the sick for your sake
how i sometimes cure the sick with my 'stick'.
it takes your true love, to realize, your true sickness
to deliver your true health
from thiness to thickness
i love to be the true health to your sickness
love love love love
i love you...
marx morris twumasi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such an uplifting poem, heart-warming; makes someone like me who is suffering depression at the beginning of the year feel wonderful about people out there - and I bet, a million people out there feel the same - thank you for uploading this poem and keep them coming! Kind regards, Margaret.