I wrote a poem just for you
My favorite memory put down in words
I knew I wouldn't have much more time
I thought I had more than a few months
I never showed you the poem
It never crossed my mind
Now you're gone
And the memory remains.
A pillar of strength and courage to cling to.
My heart longs for the day to be with you
And cling to you instead of a memory.
But I cling to what I have
Until I am with you again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem