When we first became friends...
Bright and pretty to gaze upon.
You were thick and luscious.
Warmth radiated from you.
Now 25 years have passed...
Your colors have dimmed.
You have become thin.
I warm you more than you I.
But you are still my 'BRANKIE',
And we shall never part...G3...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem