Every night I sleep
With dreams of you
They always seem to help
Me to make it through
The lonely nights
Without you near
The voice that I
No longer hear
The hand that I
No longer hold
I thought it was us
Until we got old
Every night I sleep
With dreams of you
You're longer here
What am I to do?
2-7-06/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted sad poem, Ray.............................