We’ve worked
So hard
And prepared
All along the way
But how
Am I to plan
For your absence
Someday?
A house and car
And savings account
Won’t save me then;
Bring me morning coffee,
Kiss my lips goodnight;
Wrap lovin’ arms around me.
How do I live without
Your blue eyes at first light?
This girl has grown old
Happy at your side boy,
You ARE my life.
How can it be called “life”
When you’re
The other half
Of my heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem