After all these years
will I recognise you now?
You burst through the crowd,
this stranger, my flesh and blood,
more beautiful than ever -
and once more walk right past me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Says such a heartful in short pithy prose. Thank you Bill. Have you read my own contribution to this subject? It is called 'A mother's plea' Let me know your verdict. Greetings from Fay - who used to live in Winchcombe, nr Cheltenham, which you probably know well. The Cotswolds were a favourite place and always will be in my heart.