The memory of my former life has all but blown away,
eccept for the reminder of that great romantic day.
i relive it every night, i close my eyes and dream of her,
people do not like it, but of her love im always sure.
i stared into her sky blue eyes and she stared back into mine,
the feeling that we both would get is just oh so divine.
i always treat her like the princess that she deserves to be,
as long as i do draw in breath, her face i'll always see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Norman, this is beautiful, obviously written from the heart. Tim