It was not by chance we met
nor a mistake to connect
but seasons come and go
they change every now and then
and this season is over
and another awaits...
I may not be there though
but like the north star
everywhere you turn
i'll be there shining on you
......smiling at you.
And so i leave you with this:
forget me not, i was not just a thought
nor a pigment of your imagination
i came, i saw and now i must go
So if you wake up and am not there
don't be scared understand i care
don't be mad, i know its not fair
don't be sad cause i am in there.
And when you take to flight
when you spread your wings and fly
I'll be the sky that receives you
I'll be the wind that propells you
I'll be the voice within you
....the voice of reason.
So it is not goodbye, though i won't be in sight
Its not forever, just until whenever
.....until the seasons change
adios mi amore!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem