Oh no Gloria isn't mine
no wonder its been long i saw her shine
i suspected every thing wasn't fine
then i let my mind entwine
i saw her walking another mile
and on her left she held her file
i would have joined but my thoughts held no guile
and morever works was in pile
when was it last i saw her smile
both these and those i tried to reconcile
she was calm and still like river nile
thought she was mine all the while
from then and on my day wasn't bright
i was in fear and so much fright
i thouhgt it over through the night
never wanting to see the morning light
yeah, good work... must say the whole rhyming thing was very naive but it sounds good. keep up the fine words.
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I would like to translate this poem
don't be in fright, seek the morning light, that your poems may fill us with delight