I stand on my porch looking beyond the bay and past the sea, hoping that your looking back at me
sometimes Imglad that that your keeping me free, but othhers i wish you were here with me, Ikeep wishing upon the stars and wondering where you are, I dont know if tll be today or tomrrow, but someday soon youll be coming home.my heart will jump for joy and the rears will fall but under it all ther will be a smile for you..............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem