Walking down the boardwalk, watching waves rising and
crashing on sandy shores in the morning sunlight.
Beautiful and tantalizing to every desire held within,
wishing to be holding hands, enjoying sights with the
one I truly love.
Alas, those days are now gone and he just sits in
front of the T.V. doing nothing much anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem