I'd had the courage to be your thunderbolt....
your honesty, your sweetness.....
I knew you were a treasure and would keep me safe...
years have passed....I've shot myself in the foot
a
lot/
more
/no toes left...or right.....
I looked for your photo...and found it
dear face...beautiful still...aging well
and
oh so settled
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem