I watched
and looked at the eyes
of expectation.
My heart and soul shed light
as I hoped to see even more
Just keep trying
just keep trying
everything could have come
apart
spilling in a sticky mess.
I just don't want you to struggle
I saw a look that I had
given my father
return.
only I was on the receiving end
this time
But the day will be yours,
and I will remember the days
that we smiled
and nothing else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem