For my bestest readers
know that I see your hand
feel your heart
know who you are
and offer you
my best heart
and midnight picnics
and tables
pure with
both sweets and sufferings.
I know you are there
and know
I am here for you too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Lonnie for a really satisfying poem that is so superior to the trite, cringe-religious rubbish that surrounds it. Keep writing.