As I look out my own room window.
I am alone, my eyes travel,
Far and near.
Why am I here and alone?
what must I do, or seek,
To fulfill, what? As I'm 86, this year.
I do declare, I pray each day.
For me, for you, for everyone out there.
That the good "Lord", above
Has given me the most precious
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem