When I die,
Who will cry?
When I leave,
Who will grieve?
When all is said and done,
Who will I be to anyone?
(c) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin
WHO CARES? Who cares who will cry? But i might say bye-bye. If I knew you better i might grieve, wiping my tears and nose on my sleeve. And when all is said and done, at least we had a bit o' fun. thanks for sharing. i nice little poetic-exercise, this. for both of us. :) :) bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an enjoyable exercise of both Elena and Bri...today pH is looking like a pleasant and light, the most wanted Tom & Jerry show!