So many faces, passing through my head
Faces old, faces gone, faces new
One stands out above them all
A kind face, a loving face, your face
You, here no more, taken from me, gone
I see your face in everything you loved
Each a constant reminder of what I have lost
And in all those things you loved
Your face, always, does it smile back at me
excellent thought of a dearly beloved face from the past. enjoyed the read
What a wonderful poem so much love and pain in each line beautiful writing well done Ken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is such Heather already said agree thank