Blue skies always turn to grey
And everything ends the same way
And just like the seasons
He had me believing
That things could change
After the rain things are clear
My eyes have been washed away with tears
As the time passed
We knew it wouldn't last
And I watched him disappear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice.full of emotion it flows nice.keep inking.