Sometimes i wonder
what changes life would go through
if there had never come a time
for it to have you
would the sun still shine
or would the world be filled with snow?
could there ever be a place of beauty
for all the earth to go?
would there be any flowers
or any fish in the sea
could there ever be another love
for a person like me?
Ar wonderful poem with somber thoughts. could there ever be another love for a person like me? This question haunts many when they are in love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there's always that light at the end of a tunnel..and yes..there is..This is nice, my dear! !