Outside a myriad of leaves begin to fall,
in yellow and brown, some are large and some are small
while old age sets in, days fade into oblivion
but it seems that I have not truly experience life at all.
Far too quickly the years wander by,
like nestles birds off they do fly
and life completely changes from what it was before
at times I laugh, play and cry
and then suddenly you do appear
bringing joy and peace where there was fear,
and it seems as if we are parts of a greater whole,
that the sun always rises beyond every tear
while like children we both do trust in a love
that nothing on this earth can remove.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem