May to September, how the months hurry by,
It's the sad day tomorrow when we say goodbye.
Sweet moments were magical with you and your charms
My stay has been wonderful, alone in your arms.
A holiday to remember, near sea and sand.
But at dawn's daily light, I must go can't you see?
To Banberra's fair city, away I will flee.
Where the bronze Ethos statue points to the skies
I will write to you darling, have no tears in your eyes
I'll be back in December, kissing your hand.
Please take this rosary, it comes from my heart.
Sometime very soon, our prayers will play their part
The beads which are sacred, count the hours as they go
And from now till December you will haunt my dreams so
Because you are my only one; I thought you should know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem