The seasons are changing
and it’s times like these.
That I wish you were here
to enjoy the trees.
The flowers remind me of you.
The smell of the air brings back memories
of when you were here.
I know you’re gone
but I am not sad.
For you’re no longer in pain.
But I still wish you were here
to see the seasons change.
Thanks. I feel the same way about my grandparents. Sometimes it's hard to enjoy these seasons when certain people aren't here with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice..reminds me of Pink Floyd's song 'Wish you were here'. Listen to it once, you'll like it. :)