I have seen an old woman woebegone to bare:
Her children and their beds have no time to care.
She lived with co-sufferers in the home for the aged;
Gaunt, for relationship pined, about condition raged.
I have met an old man alone, sometimes staggering;
His grandchildren clatter with lemans swaggering.
He got to the mart playing with pals of same range
Rather than staying home as a disregarded, strange.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem