I wish Heaven had your phone for once
So I could hear your voice again.
I thoguht about you today but that's nothing new,
I thought about you yesterdays
And the days before that too.
I think of you in silence, I often speak your name
But all I have are memories and a picture in a frame.
By Sian Mein
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem