When you died
on a snowy morning
in April,
my heart broke,
It broke so wide
in the wake of
your absence
all it left was love.
In the end
that's all that matters
the sheer simple kindness
of loving and being loved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's Not just a Poem... Its a wonderful tribute..... Love expressed in tribute.. You are not only lively but strong person... Thank You for sharing... Salute.... I wish could give you a 100* 1000 times....
That means a lot thank you Ryson