Walking by the ocean
Trailing memories in the sand
Walking hand in hand
Remembering times i've had
Playing by the railroad tracks
Throwing rocks in the puddle covered grass
Blackberries to pick in the spring
Long walks to play in the old oak trees
Telling me stories of fantasy
The only memories of my father i chose to carry with me
Playing in the snow, in our village in Germany
Baking cookies but mostly eating the dough
Wrestleing matches ended with uncontrollable laughing
But it ends here, i want to forget the rest
My mother is an unspoken part of my past
Late nights in make shift tents
Playing restuaraunt without a kitchen
Nuturing your imagination
Hopeing you'll never forget me
I love my sister dearly
Other memories have been gathered along the way
Other people have had a part to play
One has found my love in his way
And as i walk into the horizon
I know that i'll never forget them
While walking by the ocean
I write my memories in the sand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice.