I'm holding on for dear life,
I just sit here in my chair flying a kite,
People get to run around,
I just want to feel the wind in my face and hair,
I'm flying a kite shaped like a butterfly,
Just for a moment I want to have the freedom that a butterfly has,
You don't know what you have until it is gone.
But I have been this way all my life.
Such a remarkable poem! Fills the soul, every word engraves in the heart. Unforgettable from top to end. Painfully beautiful, not one word will be forgot
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Full marks for this sentimental and extraordinary masterpiece!