Softly
It sings to us
A melody of love
And
We are strolling again
Hand in hand
Laughing as the gentle rain
Caresses our faces.
We stop
And
Linger
Wearing the rose colored glasses
Of our youth
Love's passionate truth in every kiss!
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hand in hand - happiness I never had! you are so happy! lovely poem!