Our dream.
Our dream was to be together... always.
But every obstacle was thrown at us.
Everything just made so much harder.
Our love became stronger even after the pain.
In those stolen moments we had,
we cherished each other.
Knowing it could never last.
The hours went too fast.
The rain played a symphony on the window,
as the candle flickered in the darkness.
The shadows danced on the wall,
as we held each other in the stillness.
The pain of you leaving
cuts through my heart like a wicked sword.
There is a coldness in the air,
a forlorness drenched bare.
Our dream was to be together....always.
But every obstacle was thrown at us.
Everything just made so much harder.
Our love became stronger even after the pain.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20241210.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem