As I watch the rain turn to snow.I sit here wondering why you had to go.I watch the snow fall on the window sill.
I listen but my heart is so still.
I still dont see why you cant be with me..but I guess thats the way it has to be.I told myself I would not cry..but I am still asking God why...Yes it hurts tho it goes to show..That God only take the best and this i know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem