Where were you, all those years?
You were hidden in my heart;
Thoughts of you were with me,
Separate, yes, but not apart.
I thought of you, hoped you were okay,
I thought to call and speak your name;
To tell you I was fine and quite all right,
To let you know that no one was to blame.
Then one day, to meet you by surprise,
Three thousand miles from home;
Life happens unexpectedly at times.
I was on vacation, just to hike and roam.
This is the way it is, God, you and me,
Revolving through fate's many doors;
And now I realize that this is true...
You were always mine and I was always yours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem