You were the wind beneath my wings
Those times are only treasures
And thoughts that come and flash me by
Like autumn winter weathers
You gave me zest to soar up high
I feel that zest has gone
You were the wind beneath my wings
My saddened love sick song
It's strange to be on such a high
And then to feel the low
But strange it is for me today
Those thoughts you'll never know
Lovely write, I thoruoghly enjoyed reading this piece keep up the great work 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
melodious to a fault....and so easy on the senses...lovely sad true.