Silent stories my soul said
Tucking myself in a too wide bed
A space, where once you laid your head
Now reach for you, in dreams, instead...
Silent stories my heart told
Of how I wish you here, to hold
They say it's Spring, but much too cold
And these frozen eves have grown so old
Silent stories my eyes to read
In my prayers, you'll hear me plead
Finish what chores, you've still to seed
And hurry back to me...Godspeed
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I would like to translate this poem
Silent stories my eyes to read Frozen melodies i have sued Spring and winter flee for dreams And you make me pray for His mercy