Walking down avenues of the past, through tunnels of time
and their vibrant memories, touching upon sands of time,
seeing those who have gone before us.
Seeing their smiles, positive attitudes and feeling their
love still wrapping us closely, even though we're so far
apart now.
Separated by death, hoping to never lose sight of what we
had together in life once upon a time, reaching interiorly,
able to touch feelings and emotions even now.
Although we cannot hug or touch our loved ones except in
memories soft and delicate in passing moments of time here
on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
RoseAnn, such a touching poem............................