I am here alone, my cherub
Thinking of what might have been
My rambling thoughts dream on
If only I could hold you once more
Why, I ask have you gone?
Tread softly on my dreams
Tread softly as with angels you play
So many dreams I had for you
They will not go away
I gaze at the blue sky above
And think of you blue eyes
I send you a bouquet of my love
Tread softly, on my dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem