Sun Rise I Await Your Call,
Like A Inpatient Being craving your voice,
That one Word at the Start of the Day,
‘Morning’ It Sends Shivers down My Spine,
They know their way.
We Talk, We laugh, smile,
Were In love its crazy,
We go on about the names of our babies,
How we love each other and how we care,
If this isn’t love then it’s not fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem