Once I was in the dark,
now I am in the light.
There was a little spark,
that grew quite bright.
It started with a Kiss,
that went on all through the night.
It nearly went amiss,
but luckily, we were the same height.
When the sun came up,
we were standing in the warm.
Both holding a coffee cup,
feeling like we were reborn.
Oh this is lovely, Dave. Did you make it up? Or is it really happening - I hope so. You sound very cheerful (but then, you usually are) . Love, Fran the Fan xx
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I would like to translate this poem
a lovely poem, dave...true i hope! ! ...love...nalini