I break down everyday
for those that I have lost
some are gone for good
the others we never talk
I feel so all alone
except for the little one at home
he doesn't really know me
he doesn't really care
as long as I show up to play
he's happy that I am there
I can feel my life slipping
my fears are taking hold
the mind is getting tired
my body getting old
Everything I have
was graced to me by God
I will stay and tow the line
as long as he may want
I pray to him each day
and thank him for the light
I ask him to renew my life
so I can stay in the fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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