"When did you know Dad loved you? " her daughter asked.
"On our third date." her mom replied
"The night was clear and beautiful…
we held hands…walked side by side"
I knew there and then he loved me
as we walked beside the sea…
You see the sky was full of stars that night…
But your Dad…
he was staring at me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet and tender poem beautifully woven. Wistful.