Many memories,
Endless tears,
Reflections of those long lost years.
The morning breeze brings whispers new,
Fresh new roses glazed with dew.
Gazing at the mountain high,
Many moments passed me by.
Life was special,
when you were here,
A love that's lost is hard to bear.
Jayne Louise Davies
The words and imagery here touch straight to the heart! .. Beautifully painted! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++
So deeply true! .. And again so very very Beautifully expressed! ..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just love it Jayne Bravo! ! ! !
Thank you LeeAnn : ) x