I feel the life slipping away
From me as I count my day
The sun's early morning ray
For long with me doesn't stay
To give me hope and I pray
To the almighty when I lay
Down to this body of clay
Always keep healthy and gay
As I feel the life slipping away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I pray To the almighty when I lay Down to this body of clay........./// excellent rhyming and expression
Thanks very much sir for giving your kind support. Gratitude.