You fell from the sky my dove.
A wounded heart left you near death.
Gently hands brought you forth to your feet.
A warm smile and a kiss brought you hope.
Words sweeter then honey brought you love.
Yes my lovely dove I gave you my all.
Yet when your spirit was healed.
You broke my wings to leave me in despair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem