the isle of the open heart
calls for the hand of love and happiness
the soul is crying out
for a friend to say I am strong and
will always be here
as the candle lights the way to a
road of music and trees of autumn colours
place the switch of dreams and giving into
the palm of a door of a home
which is guided by a family and wishes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the poem - the first two lines are very strong writing. Thanks for posting!