Why do you look so sad, when you are not sick?
Dreadfully,
This is depressing! !
In your distress;
Why do you look so sad, when, you are not sick?
Raid!
Afraid;
But, let me aid you on,
To guide you on! !
With the muse of the truth;
To bring joy to your heart,
Able to be strong once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very comforting words to one stricken by sorrow!