The faces we know
Are the faces we trust;
Yours I have lost
So the answer is “no”
The faces we lead
Are the faces we teach;
A home to reach
And ours to feed.
The faces we seek
Are the faces we serve;
Would give all I have
To get just one peek.
The faces of grief
Are the faces we fear;
They stay like are near
And frown like a thief.
The faces we lost
Are the faces we miss;
Every day I wish
You return from the dust.
The faces in our heart
Are the faces we love;
No one above,
It’s just you and I.
The face in the mirror
Is the only one I know;
My faith and honor
Are the seeds I sow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem