I’ll reach for your hand in the cold of winter, I’ll reach for your hand in the heat of summer.But if my short life can’t reach thedawn of spring, I promise, in heaven, I’ll reach you with my wings.
If you hide, I’ll seek for you.If you’re lost, I’ll search for you. If you leave, I’ll wait for you. If they try to take you away from me, I’ll fight for you. Cause I never want to lose someone I love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem