I still hear the whispers in the breeze,
In the cool morning air,
I still hear the laughter as we ran without a care,
Many times I've longed for those special days again,
When moments were our everything,
Each second so well spent.
I still hear your voice call out,
That way you spoke my name,
I still feel the sunshine,
On long hot summer days.
There is so much i long to do,
If only i had the time,
I wish that you were here with me,
To place your hand in mine.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely fab nostalgic poem reminiscing nicely, kudos! !