We walk together under the sun
We admire a bright harvest moon
We wish upon a falling star
We mourn when a life ends too soon
We laugh when we are happy
We cry when we are sad
We always wear a smile
When something makes us glad
We seek shelter from the storm
We bundle up for the cold
I want to always share these things
With you as we grow old
11-22-17/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All those things that anyone can do; anyone can be for you.