-if i didn't say goodbye
it wouldn't bè real. I couldn't say goodbye,
cause for me it would never bè real.
11 years later and still its not real.
But missing you dearly,
that's real.
Thinking of you every day that's real.
I found and picked up a penny today. Was that you sending luck my way? -
As i I wave to the magpie,3rd one this month.
can't help but wonder, as yet agen i shudder.
Then it starts to rain and thunder.
I smile...
Stealing my thoughts,
Where was i?
Oh yes.. Rain&thunder Then i shudder.
Deja-vu as i wonder.
Tryin to remember as i forget.
More and more as i do,
Even my closest memory's
My memory's of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem