You are the one I never did meet
You my namesake I will never greet
Cruel fate is a cliche yes I know
That does not take away the pain though
Or make it any the less true
That in never having known you
My soul does quiver in disbelief
That my heart can know such grief
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An intriguing short poem. I wonder what it is about?