My heart was broken,
It needs to mend,
This poem is a token,
To the time I used to spend,
With the girl I thought was golden.
My heart is anew,
I have learned what's right,
For when I see you,
I imagine us in the twilight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very artful write. emotions of the heart speak.