When ripe age will grip my
Heart and mind
I would be helpless and leave
My dreams behind
Lying motionless by the side
Of the window
I will smile watching your face
In the rainbow
Warm sunshine after rain will
Fall on my face
I will close my eyes at the touch
Of your tress
With my skin sagging like a bag
Of old wool
My love for you will end like
Dream of a fool
Through all seasons I will watch
The changing skyline
So long you are in my heart I will
Be feeling fine
Tiku these words are just classic With my skin sagging like a bag Of old wool and yes sadly thats what happens to use all. another lovely love poem. Annette
I waited for your encouraging comment Annette. So sweet of you. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your impressive poem touched my heart! .......................................................
I feel honored Sir. Thanks.