Happiness is a thing of the past
And a hope of tomorrow
My life is in to darkness
But she brings me light
She holds something out to me
A shimmering light of comforting
Her age and image are not important
But the fact she loves me with her whole heart
I won’t lose her not now not ever
I don’t even want to try
If she goes I will be lost
Just as a friend once said
Love is blind to the biggest thing
But love is never fair it’s full of pain and heart-ache
When the good moves away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love this poet... just so that he knows