It is Tuesday, movie night
What a special invite
My sons have something in mind
To me they just want to be kind
In my heart there is a fright
In my mind the reason for flight
She will be there as well
This feels like a crazy spell
Shall I sacrifice myself again
To offer but not gain
The loss to the boys
I wish no more of these toils
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem