Through sorrowful eyes
I saw upon her
tears of sadness drown her heart
as she soaks in her depression
a puddle becomes a pond
as a river flows into and ocean
the one I seek is no more
beaten by her burdens
she looks to me
to help her so
though I know now what I must do
comfort becomes her friend
as I provide that cushion
she lays upon me
her sorrows are frightened
with confidence boosted
she stands
gleefully
as she watches me
my every move
to see what I might do
then as she leans
takes my hand
and leads me
our paths combine
hers and mine
enternally entertwined
as one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aww this is a REALLY good poem.you were there for her and now she loves you. so sweet!