The boy was no ordinary boy,
he meditated upon the most noble aspirations known to Man,
such that his conversations impressed both young and old
and his questions made many a man walk away puzzled
at such an encounter with him.
His actions spoke louder than words,
for he was as generous as he dared to be,
giving away the little that he had
and with nothing left for himself...
but when he gave, his smile was as good as gold...
and I shall never forget that smile...
as long as I live... for that was the smile of love...
Denis Martindale December 2018.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem