White sand beneath my feet
And God's blue sky above,
Having you beside me,
What more is there to love?
White sand washed out to see,
And storm clouds passing thru,
You're no longer with me,
I so loved loving you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice, Michael. Short and sweet but full of meaning! I like it a lot!