Before this is through,
I'd like to see you
One last time
I don't see much of anything anymore
The sky has dropped a shade or two,
And the sea is not as blue
As it was before
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like the way you described the world losing colour. Tis something I see a lot... Good job! Twas simple yet impacted the reader with deeper meaning. Thanks for sharing, yea?