She sat and read a poem
That I had just written
A whole lot of thought
To it I had given
A smile spread across her face
Her eyes glistened like stars
When I think about the future
I can see that it is ours
Every time I look at her
She makes my days all rhyme
It's true that all gets better
With the slowly passing of time
11-3-17/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem