A special poem just for you
'cos I know you're lonely too.
There is a way to be
where you can be free.
There is a way to see
the world's great beauty.
There is a way to feel
that all will heal.
Though the world's a mess
God will bless and bless!
You're dying inside, I know -
good if you want to grow.
You will carry on, come what may;
all things overcome, for the glad day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem