I used to know this girl, her name is Theresa she has been gone for so long
I wonder if she remembers me? Oh how I miss her so!
Maybe one day she will pop up for a visit and remembers how much she loved it here and decides to stay!
Such a joyful happy Day that would be, to look in the mirror and finally be me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem