The days are going slower,
an times begining to fade,
its hard to catch a glimpes of you,
or rember your sweet face,
can you remember the days of happiness,
the sun the sand the sea,
walks along the sunset ridge,
a love for eternity,
staring at the stars at midnight,
looking upon the moonlit clouds,
sweet memories of a distant time,
now what was lost is found,
rebuilt from the nothingness it seemed to be,
left to fade an die,
now look at us now standing strong,
me an you side by side (Y)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like the flowers blooming in spring