We cry for ourselves, in other's pain;
Envision our lives, in their's again,
Wish hope for their days
As much as for ours;
Wish time for their living
As long as the stars.
We smile to find joy, in other's smiles;
Are glad for the laughter, within their trials,
Want all things for them
To come when needed,
A hand to hold theirs;
To be gently treated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem very deep... there are people who care more about others than themselves