She was a rainbow, showering us with colour and hope.
She was a meadow, in which we had our happiest times.
She was the sky, an enigmatic beauty void of agenda.
She was that brief moment when all we knew was love.
She is the warm sand between our toes,
She is the joyous laugh of a loved one,
She is the empty book that holds all the answers,
She is the magical silence of the sunrise.
She will be there when we’re cold and alone,
She will be there when the world stands still,
She will be there waving in the front row,
She will be there smiling, the way she always did.
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I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem, we can`t fulfill the explanation of a lady that is heavenly beauty, hundreds and thousands of poets are trying by Era`s, that is amazing, thank you for the dedicate work of the beauty,10+