You said you need to do some soul searching,
Yet am I not who heals it when your soul is hurting.
A search, a search for what was my plea.
Simply a search of the soul was her reply to me.
So if their isn't now I won't ask later if there's a place for me.
It is really no prblem just don't come back to me.
For if at first glance you pick up a 100$ and put it back.
Then the next one along will put it in their pack.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem