The boat plied along on an emerald sea
The only noise the lapping so gently
The white sail set by a puff of breeze
As our love's gentle sigh would please
You trailed your hand in the sea
And the gulls wheeled as we could see
I told a joke and you loudly laughed
A perfect day again we wished would last.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so fresh i felt here