There's not much here
to present
however it is
a present
I made it for you before
this present day.
I present you as my friend,
the one who's always there,
my best friend I should say,
you'll always be in my heart.
You're my God's present
an angel I may say
who always let me fly
even beyond the far stars.
Whatever was lost
whatever was worth
in the present
remains what I call love.
(06/05/07)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed this poem and I hope you read some of mine. This one caught my interest because it reminded me of one of mine called Brush Strokes. You might like. Adeline