Looking at the sky. I see your spirit move
On with the wind, free like the butterfly
You always said you loved the air. The freedom it brings
I never wanted you to go but your spirit has always been free
Sometimes its not goodbye, its see you in a better place
I close my eyes and feel you with me
A soft kiss presses against my cheek and I know you're with me
I will not cry when I think of you or feel sad remembering your smile
Till I see you again, I wont stop looking for the wind.
wolf
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem on love and loss. Heart-touching verses.