Sounds of loud discord
Pierced the silent sleeping night
The crunch of snow beneath booted feet
Accelerated…as words continued to ignite
Pleading… 'Please come back…'
'Don’t hold on to hope…my decision is final…
The clothing I am wearing, is all I’ll pack
My love for you is gone… don’t be in denial'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem