Here it is, another day and my thoughts,
are running, a mile away! It's not unusual,
as it happens, more than you know. I think
about you, all the time, there's nowhere to
hide and nowhere, to go! I have your picture,
in a frame and whenever I look at it, it's as if,
you're staring, straight at me! I talk to you, like
I always do and wish you, could hear me, too!
Having your picture near at hand, comforts me,
for I see you there, with a smile on your face,
as if, it was real! This is my way, of keeping you
close, with all my pent up, emotions. Which is
expressing, exactly, how I feel!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very clear, heartfelt... and beautiful. Frank