Strangers in my heart, they come and go
Each from countries unknown,
Some come bearing gifts, some come lost souls needing restoration..
Travellers in my heart each time i Harbour one i hope he'll make it home..
Only to see them pack and close the door..
Saying they are off for more adventure in void beyond....
Each time leaving pains and memories i
Hold dear in my heart......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Mary. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.