At the end of the day, it's ultimately him that makes my mood. He holds the command to light up the darkness, and put me to rest. Whatever tears that may have fallen, have now not been towards him. With my head on the pillow, I retreat to Sleep with my good fortune in mind. One more day of being with him, completed. And it always feels more amazing than the last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem