Winter's cold sky is now grey;
What else can be said?
Dark clouds form every day
As I can't get her out of my head.
The beauty of her smile,
The softness of her eyes
Lives with me all the while.
Walking the lonely evening street,
Or on my morning walk,
I often wish one day we'd meet
And have a beautiful long talk.
Aw such an appealing poem, exquisitely expressing the missing love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So kudos and Plz do read and comment on my newsest poem too titled, 'The ravishing rain'