Holding on to you're gentle hand keeps me awake,
hearing you're breath lets me know that im not dreaming so late,
hearing you're voice lifts my spirts up high,
you're eyes see though me like a glass of water,
I hold on to my gift from you,
the locket of us as children,
holding on to something worth keeping isnt just the locket,
its also holding on to you that keeps me going,
my beloved sister,
i will always care and carry you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awwwwwwwwww thats so sweet! xx