I remember smiles and laughter,
The way the wind blew,
Eyes the colour of the sky,
Her face is everywhere i look,
She's in my dreams,
She is the Angel,
I see in the sky,
With beautiful white wings,
Butterflies fly around her,
People think i'm crazy,
Some even think i'm insane,
But there wrong.
The Angels face will be with me forever,
There are many faces,
Angels give us...
It just so happens,
That you grandma,
Were one of them..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lori, I lost my soul mate one year ago and two months and 9 days. She was ME. She was the most precious thing in my life. I can relate perfectly to what you write and what you feel because I talk to her every night before I sleep, I remember her every moment of the day. Some people tend to see me insane because I feel that she is still around and that even if her body has parted with me, her soul is hovering around me all time.. Thank you for letting me know that I'm not crazy, or that if I am, then some people share my beliefs and are as crazy as I am :) :) Wonderful poem..