No more will we stumble and fall
On the sand at Portobello beach
Rolling in laughter
In love and in happiness.
No more will we stumble and fall
By the canal and the bushes
That May in Amsterdam
In fun and bliss.
No more will we stumble and fall
Reckless into each others hearts
As the bed fell apart
And we crashed and slept in chaos!
No more will we stumble and fall
Drunk in the winter snow
Wild and free as the wind
When Joy and Love were new.
No more shall we stumble and fall
Where all defenses are broken
Where love rushes in like the tide
When your eyes were my heaven
Had to be more than wonderful if 'her eyes were your heaven.' Love that line, love the poem full of sadness yet of happy memories too.....Appears that the 'Apple didn't fall far from the Tree ', in the Hogg family..........So much talent, so much passion, so much remembrance of love's remembrance.......great one Patrick....~~marci.~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
' Drunk in the winter snow Wild and free as the wind When Joy and Love were new. ' I think you are both still in Heaven, at least I hope so... Colin J.. Great poem...