I miss you so much
Your golden smile
Your gentle touch
The warmth of your embrace
I wait for the day we meet again
To be with you eternally
God gives everyone a precious gift
For me, it is you.
Happy that you are resting
Happy that you own a house now
Happy that you are with Him
The author and finisher of our faith
God gives everyone a precious gift For me, it is you....death, a lover who is beyond reach........ you still wait for him..... that is real love dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hoping and waiting to be with one's beloved in the house of God. Very nicely penned and very interesting.