Of all the roads I’ve travelled,
the worst one was losing you.
Now I’d trade of all my tomorrows,
for just one of those yesterdays.
Those days when we would walk,
arm in arm down lovers lane,
and I would sit with my arm around your shoulders,
in the back row of the pictures,
when the evening came.
Oh, if I could only bring them back again.
The days when we were happy,
dancing in the rain,
but you have found someone new,
whose love you say
shines brighter than mine.
Now I guess my loneliness,
is just another sign of our times.
15 October 2007
You have expressed with deep emotion something that there can't be a human whom has ever escaped this....Often it's that first love that one remembers....this is lovely David.........marci.xo
Lost love now my friend, what we would not give to have that lost love back again...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very touching sentimental journey of the past..i love this, David.. hugs, Meggie