sometimes it seems
the flower blooms for me
to feel glad watching it dance
like a soul born happy and free
sometimes i seems
the surly bee hums for me
to give peace to my morning
like a soft wind blowing from the lea
sometimes it seems
sun rises in morn for me
to spill across the world soft
glow hiding behind swinging trees
sometimes it seems
for no reason i am not born
i am here to sing for His glory
and not to curse my birth and mourn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem