She kept her dreams tucked safely,
within her inner thoughts.
Happiest with thoughts of days,
paired with poems,
she lovingly wrote.
Life is filled with promises,
dreams that are never fulfilled,
Within those precious words she wrote,
Her hopes remaining still.
Dreams are never promised,
But she must still remain,
Strong in every thing she does,
Her poems shall ease the pain.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is this a poem about a 'friend'?