silent pictures
a world in a frame
a moment in time
always the same
there you are
just like yesterday
with the same silly grin
and your hair the same way
you haven't moved
you haven't changed
and yet something in me
has been rearranged
as if blown by a summer wind
through an open door
for when i look at you now
i love you more
and as time goes by
i'm certain that i will
love you and miss you
even more still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a really fantastic poem, penned perfectly, I really enjoyed it.