Thoughts of guidance
Was what I once bestowed,
Now she feels like its all getting old
Dreams of love were poured out thru me,
Now she feels like they’ll always be dreams
The meaning of life was a challenge she loved to face
There were so many views, yet none were her own,
So she walks away, and leaves me lying there alone
If only “I” could speak and shed some light,
I would tell her that there is so such thing
As wrong or “write”
To live and to breathe,
Is all the just she needs
Even though her eyes cant see,
Her heart can read
Now she’s come back,
And held me once again
She’s hesitant and silent,
But that will all soon end
She gives me existence,
I am her voice
It’s a match like no other,
In anytime or place
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I would like to translate this poem
Bella, you have portrayed the voice well. Dreams of love were poured out thru me, Now she feels like they’ll always be dreams............ Wonderful lines. Regards Patricia