Its nice to have the one you love
It reminds me of a beautiful white dove
To many years have gone by
And I never ask myself why
From day one I knew I wanted you
In thirty seven years you never made me blue
The time has gone by quick
But you are the only one I would ever pick
You are always on my mind
You were that one that was my lucky find
I'm happy with my treasure
You were always there to give me pleasure
Deep down I hope it never comes to and end
And I hope at the end we can still be holding hands
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem