Memories drift gently by.
I hear your voice,
I see your face.
You truly were the apple of my eye.
Life has ways of making one sad.
Mixed with happiness,
love and those little things,
that come back to me,
day after day.
And I'm so, so glad.
You're in my thoughts.
True love can't be bought.
Forever you will stay with me.
In that wonderful place,
For all eternity.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem