Once a year i always write to you,
telling you about this year through.
Another year and its the same,
getting through is the aim.
Honestly not a lot has changed
everything is still deranged.
Mum and dad are standing strong,
even though they're often wrong.
Its a harsh world, theres no doubt
there are times when i want out.
Your bear still sits on my windowsill
waiting for all my secrets to spill
trust me when i say, i miss you a lot
my memories of you will never be forgot
This is a sweet poem Hannah with a simple message simply put. Nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic simple poem.... I love poems with rhythmic pattern... And dis is just it, ...WoW... Thumps up ~TT~