Let me start off with this.
I miss you.
If I could have one wish,
it would be to have you back in my life.
In all that I've been through,
I know if someone's there for me,
it's you.
I feel your pres-sense,
no matter where I am.
Always there to give me a hand.
Although I may not have made some of the right choices,
in my head,
I hear voices,
of the many I know which is yours,
and you tell me 'Not to worry mon cheri,
for there are many doors
left to open in your life.'
I will never forget:
Those awesome hugs and baisers,
That one floral patterned peignoir,
The delicious cookies,
Your favorite chaise,
Your amazing personality,
Who you were,
And who you still are to me.
Dedicated to my Meme Aube. May she R.I.P.
Tu me manques Meme.
Plus que vous ne pourriez jamais imaginer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem