You are the stars in my eyes. And
when I wake you are my morning skies.
You are the golden evening sun, as it
touches the ground. Your the magic all
around. Your the reason my heart pounds.
Your the awe, the comfort, the peace,
found. In a whippoorwills sound...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rebecca This is truly wonderful Bravo TFS