I will always remember you
In the month of May
Your beautiful smile and bright red hair
Locked in your room with a view
We all stood around and admired
What was once you.
Nina, she wore a mask
With a tear in her eye
Releasing a love with a gentle word
To embrace death
As it came upon you.
I will always remember you
In the month of May
Your long shots and wild horses and mint jubilees
And my kisses on your cheek
How lady luck dances as you sleep
The days unfold and your wisdom speaks
While the night keeps secrets so deep.
I will always remember you
In the month of May.
~5.9.10~
Prompt: For my mother & father. The month of May, so special.
p.s. My Father would hate that I say cuss words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting post script. Maybe I am misunderstanding, but is Nina your sister?