I saw her in my dreams,
I look for her during the day.
I've lost her it seems,
to find her soon I pray.
High and low, I will look for her,
my dream was such a blurr.
I just wish I knew were she was,
I am sure she would concur.
I am down and am so tired,
she is very near I heard.
I feel I am getting closer,
hope she hears my word.
As day becomes dark,
and dark becomes day.
I love her in every way,
I'm sure I'll find her oneday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Dave...such a nice way with words. Hugs, Dee