Mornings of laughter ripened by perpetual sun.
Fellowship and friendship were wit and experience.
My heart broke to loose that link we'd shared.
I miss you; you left a hole in my heart.
I miss you; you left a hole in my heart beautiful poem on friendship dear poetes. short and sweet. thank you. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Helen I like it very much. Poetry is a , is this not a truth.? Not been in contact with the Bischoff gang for months.