I can't see you,
But I feel you.
You're the reason I wake up every morning.
You're there when I make my decisions,
And you're here when I want to give up.
But how do people doubt your presence?
They ask me why I believe,
And I ask them why they don't.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem, i like your style of writting..10++