They called him sweet little rascal
He was their life
The ‘sweet' was gone first
He was their little rascal
He made them throw away the ‘little', as it was too heavy for him
He was the rascal then
Now he understands the dimensions of "RASCAL", the love is long gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very relatable piece, Jay. Thank you