Golden beads, off the lake
Sunrise down, shadows cast
Crickets chirp, stars above
You and I alone at last
Fresh mowed lawn
Cool crisp air
Tucked in your arm
I loved you there
Set to memory
A dream it seems
The little moments
The sunlight beams
Forever there
May it stay?
Filled to burst
Whole always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, this has nice touch, well written, i love the emotion in it