No more will we stumble and fall 
On the sand at Portobello beach 
Rolling in laughter 
In love and in happiness. 
No more will we stumble and fall 
By the canal and the bushes 
That May in Amsterdam 
In fun and bliss. 
No more will we stumble and fall 
Reckless into each others hearts 
As the bed fell apart 
And we crashed and slept in chaos! 
No more will we stumble and fall 
Drunk in the winter snow 
Wild and free as the wind 
When Joy and Love were new. 
No more shall we stumble and fall 
Where all defenses are broken 
Where love rushes in like the tide 
When your eyes were my heaven                
Had to be more than wonderful if 'her eyes were your heaven.' Love that line, love the poem full of sadness yet of happy memories too.....Appears that the 'Apple didn't fall far from the Tree ', in the Hogg family..........So much talent, so much passion, so much remembrance of love's remembrance.......great one Patrick....~~marci.~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
' Drunk in the winter snow Wild and free as the wind When Joy and Love were new. ' I think you are both still in Heaven, at least I hope so... Colin J.. Great poem...