A boiling, hot summers day was when I saw her
she had lovely, straight, blonde hair
i couldn`t help but gaze a stare
her beautiful blue eyes lit up brightly in the sun
i knew from a glimmer of a second she was the one
she is still in my dreams to this lonely day
having her in my life, i plead and pray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem