When love comes softly and the rainbow cradles the open sea,
I look to the sky and find your face lovingly, looking at me.
When love comes softly and the whisper of the willow trees flow,
I feel your warmth in the evening wind touching me so.
When love comes softly while standing by the riverside
watching the eddies play and the seagulls glide- - -I think of you
When love comes softly, I picture you dressed in white satin lace,
rosy cheeks, crimson lips and a big smile on your face.
When love comes softly, I give thanks for having you in my life,
now I must say goodbye to you my sweet, sweet precious wife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem