you gave to me a gift
I wish to soon repay
you saved me from despair
to help me find my way
although you do not know
you think the debt is yours
your love was recompense
and evermore endures
therefore I grant you this
I must reward you still
perhaps beyond the dusk
when evening brings a chill
my golden star will blaze
a beacon shining through
to guide the midnight path
and light the way for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoy this one, Barry.So nostalgic for something once lost but never forgotten.
Not completely lost but an unrequited love. Sometimes I think unfulfilled love is the best because it never deteriorates or dies.