I see the child in him
so innocent and sweet.
The mischief in his blue eyes
the blush of pink upon his cheek.
The tender way he spoke to me
that showed me that he cared.
The touch of his warm hand on my heart
and that gently touched that is fair.
The smiles that we used to shared
that filled my life with a lost glee.
For when I was with the boy within him
I found the child that was lost in me.
ps this is for you Danny i hope it helps...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem