Maybe in a past life I was your foe
your actions towards me make me think so.
Maybe I abandoned you and left you for dead
in this life I make it up to you instead.
Maybe I was sickly and couldn't care for you
I had to give you away which made you blue.
Lessons for the soul to learn
learning forgiveness, patience and to discern.
So there is more going on than meets the eye
you never know what really happened until you die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem