The path I tread along
Goes through the furrowed land
I am alone and mourning
As sadness follows me to the end
The path to my resting place
Goes through valleys and plains
Sadness walks along with me
As I cross meadows and terrains
" Sadness walks along with me "…. Good poem.5*s
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Within each of us there are several paths we can take, and we have a choice which one to take. We can avoid the path of sadness, but it takes mental strength to overcome it, but we can do it.