The tender words
We use to share
Are no longer heard
Because neither cares
The happy times
There were so many
But in my mind
I can't remember any
Maybe one day
When the hurt and pain
Are far away
I won't feel the same
If I can find a way
To let go of the past
Then the hurt and pain
I know will not last
5-11-19/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem