I look out the window
and I can see cross the street
where your car used to be.
I ask myself
why did you have to leave
never thought I would be so sad.
I wonder
what are you doing now
and are you happy.
I admit
how I enjoyed your company
even when you fought with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
strong sentiments expressed soft...good piece Sandra...10