In the woods by my house
You took my hand
And lead me to the lake
Where we leaned on the wooden fence
That had grown pale
With age.
There was a chill in the air
And gusts of wind that would blow down the hood of your coat
To run its fingers through your hair
The way I so often did.
I thought it odd to be there
Even though the cold sun had begun to sink
In what should have been
A glorious sunset on the water
Which merely appeared grey
And void.
I looked to you and realized
How perfect it was
Through the smile you wore.
Transfixed by the lovely surroundings and sentiments of your poem. Well crafted. PEACE
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I would like to translate this poem
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