I can still remember that day they told me...
They told me you had cancer.
I cried my eyes out for days and days.
A year or two went by and you were still there for me.
But then you took a turn for the worse and I knew it was coming.
And on my sixteenth birthday- you barely even knew who I was.
Then I came home from school one day and I found out that you had gone to heaven.
I miss you so much and can't wait till I get to see you again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that was good am sorry to hear about your loss