I have not forgotten you my darling.
How can the sun forget the moon.
How can rainy days in March,
Forget sunny ones in June.
I feel your pain, I feel your sadness.
Our hearts are one in all this madness.
But I must go on, even though my days are long.
Hope springs eternal, when I hear your song.
So sing like you used to, like the Blackbird in the tree.
And when he comes to visit me,
I know he was sent from thee ❤
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20211104
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem