I have love to give
and dreams to show,
in my life to relive
as days come and go.
Sweetness is always
a part of each freedom,
a sort of way in grace
and the truth to some.
I have love to share
and show others into,
for love is always here
coming and going too.
Daydreaming and doubt
ways to give and take,
for life is so much about
the ways and its awake.
I have love for the day
and the night blue,
like life has its many ways
for me and for you.
Always I am learning
dreams that game not true,
and some are returning
to try to get through.
I have love to give
and dreams to show,
in my life to relive
as days come and go.
Sweetness is always
a part of each freedom
a sort of way in grace
and the truth to some.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem