I remember that day...
Winter was on her way
We were young and in love
Now I look beyound those days
The soft sweet tender flower
That I watched grow
Had blossomed into a rose
Still I remember of all the things
Only you can do
The way you looked at me
With those gently eyes
Now I know why I am forever
By your side,
I am still in love with you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply beautiful Obinna. Sincerely, Mary