Lots I would
Have lived to do
And see life extended
Teach you songs
A gamble it would be
Worth as a Dad
Gifted with daughters
Lots I think
Teaching you to paint
My old school skill
Seeing me in you
Much lives in wishes
As an angel you will see
With a smile on your siblings
Drawing angel sister
All for now
Is much in plan
But for promises to live
My pen will keep on paper
For your memories yo live
And never to fade
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Sentamu. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks