This is a relapse,
a time capsule.
I haven't felt so free,
so much like me;
The years have to pass,
and sorrow came to this lass.
I felt cold and alone,
my fate was unknown.
Then came a light,
one to brighten my sight.
I saw a future worth living,
and gifts that were worth giving.
My talents have bloomed,
I no longer feel doomed.
I feel my life had only to renew,
And I must thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem