It’s so strange how sometimes,
Nothing in life rhymes;
Except outside with the wind chimes,
That make the best of life’s times.
Now all I can see,
Is the door that is me;
Being unlocked by you, my key,
I hope I never have to flee.
Life goes by too fast,
To stay in the past;
Just make life last,
Like a permanent cast.
Will you please help me stay?
Just don’t let me slip away;
Too bad I can’t see you today,
To sit with you, alone, at the bay.
I’ll slowly get to know you,
And you’ll slowly get to know me, too;
But, when I first met you,
It felt like my mind just took off, and flew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem