This surely cannot be,
There is no more laughter now,
Between you and me.
I cannot believe, that you are now gone,
Do you walk with the angels now?
Do you sing their sweet song?
In this life of mine,
I really miss,
Your hand in mine.
Loving and kind,
That's what you were,
Your gentle voice,
I long to hear.
Jayne Louise Davies
The pain of losing someone dear is beautifully depicted in this poem. We all can relate to it.
The last but one line... your quest of a loving past is magnified like a gentle murmuring river that you have appreciated. A wonderful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you all for your lovely comments xx So appreciated always x