A day will come where we are not together,
A love for one but not for another,
the passage will come Dust lifts the sky,
just another day in the pastors eye.
the present is here and you are to,
my life is complete i adore this view,
you and me so many skies of blue,
always remember that i love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice little poem. Keep it up