Tossed aside like something from a novel
She left the place where love once ruled it all
And turned her back on her disfranchised hovel
Broken and bewildered she would fall
For years her depth of feeling had been constant
But then behaving strangely, he was distant
So all that there was left was hate and friction
And words that once were loving, are now fiction
Her fall was overwhelming and she worried
How would her world return to being sane
Her life was left in tatters and now hurried
She rode the shades of grey, that turned quite pale
And yet when time had silenced all her doubting
She found a path to somewhere warm and new
And love returned like water to a fountain
And once again she loved and her heart grew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem