A year of hopes and dreams and worn-out prayers
With no indication that they'd been heard
All the memories and familiar words
And lonliness made sleepless nights not rare
Oh, these dreams, be they waking or asleep
Made that sweet face seem not so far away
So oft that kind voice would whisper and say
'Come and find me, don't let me slip too deep.'
So, if I'd had the choice, I'd dream all day
I'd just listen to that voice speak softly
And I'd see that smile flash wildly
And stand, mezmerized, by all of her ways
But, now all these dreams come true before me
And that sweet voice is sweeter than before
Her heart beats for me each day more and more
All this is more than I dreamed it could be
And, all I can feel is blessed and amazed
As I look upon her beautiful gaze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow...amazing one..gud rhyming set