Here I am, sitting on the beach.
Watching the waves move closer to me,
I can only see your face.
Those eyes that sparkle with joy,
Everytime our feet touched the water.
The smile of a little boy, so happy and full of life.
Your excitment lifted me up. 'SWOOSH, 'SWOOSH'
the sound of the waves leaves my soul with
a comforting memory.
The memory of those days at the beach.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem