I forget you
Forgot you
In the din
Years roll
Taking their toll
You sleep within!
You slip within
In the din
I forgot you
Never gave
Will never give
What’s your due!
My wearied soul
As years roll
Reach December
It’s then you come
Your song I hum
I remember!
I remember
The face of her
But not her mind
Deep I brood
What’s lost for good
Alas no rewind!
In the din
She sleeps within
A little scar
I remember
The face of her
In December!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the poem flowed well like the breath we take in.. bravo poet...10