When things get out of the way
And life is hard and deaf
Like a stone
And all is planted but the motheryams
And you have one in your fire,
Remember me O'friend.
When it is done
Scrapped of soot and cinder
On its back and ready to eat
Remember me
For mine is still in the farm.
Remember me O'my friend
Here where love ties a knot
Of friendship
Our kind hearts the glue
In an unsung friendship
That does more than it speaks
O' friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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