Here one day gone the next,
looking at my phone and no more texts.
Where did they go?
Our imagination thinking give us a clue,
are they visiting loved ones we can't see too.
Where did they go?
We sometimes stress as they are not near,
sharing fond memories even a tear.
Where did they go?
Only God knows where they had to go,
I like to think there in the night sky the stars each one a glow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem