Grey clouds linger in the morning sky.
Woodland whispers as the breeze floats by.
Leaves are falling onto sodden ground.
This special place,
A gem to be found.
Silent thoughts,
Of moments with you.
Tears flow freely,
For you each day.
Grey clouds,
Start to drift away.
Longing for,
Some summer sun.
A time when we were truly one.
Jayne Louise Davies
Nostalgic and sentimental. Beautifully written with great love and grace. Full marks, dear Jayne.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So beautifully painted touching heart and soul! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++