oh it was many a summer ago
bored was I
along the roads of life.
that first love
was broken
through the sheets of ice
i shivered
and i cried
of love that was
a wondrous delight
first love
it was
i realized
years and years
past.
of sweet longings
that were
of memories
time past.
oh how lovely
the sun seemed then
oh how lovely
the sky
for what i felt
was love
of innocence
that life would not ever
return again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem