Tired eyes afflict me
Reams of paper to read
Yet I try to slip in a letter
To you my love
So that you know
That I always remember
You- as you were
Though you read them not
I store them carefully
Like little treasures
In a drawer close to my heart
You are I know in another world
Far better than I can imagine
But I hope that somewhere
In your heart too there will
Always be a place for me
As I miss you terribly.
Loosing a loved one is always a difficult thing. Poems like this brings healing as one flows pass the river of denial. Well done my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The lines do not miss to deliver the sentiments and emotions the poem conceives...good write...10