I thought of you with love to-day that is nothing new
I dreamed about you yesterday and most days before that too
I think of you in silence and often speak your name
All I have are memories and you picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake with which I will not part
God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart.
No farewells were spoken no time to say goodbye
You were taken before we knew it and only God knows why
Wherever I go I feel your there but really its not true
So many things I do and touch remind me always of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem