Hello there, this is another one of my poems, I named this one Where The Waves Keep Rolling. This poem expresses my feelings --all the way throughout the poem-- about leaving Wisconsin behind to live in Florida, but I'll always love and remember Wisconsin as a place where my heart truely is and a place I grew up in. You can check out my other poems by taking a look at my journal archives. All of my poems come from the heart, so they really express my feelings. Enjoy the following poem.
Tick tock
I look at the clock
Thinking of him feels like a crime
Because I’m running out of time
Soon I’ll be gone
My life here is done
Now it’s time for me to go
To start down the road paved gold
Where the salty waves keep rolling
And oranges grow
Where the palm trees stand
And the grass is greener
My heart will break
My heart will reach for you
My heart will mend
My heart will break again
My love
My best friend
My partner
My true heart
Where the distant waves keep rolling
And cranberries grow
Where the pine trees stand
And the snow is whiter
I close my eyes
I reach out with my heart
The memories come back
I don’t know whether to cry or laugh
The cobblestone paths,
The rolling waves,
The lighthouses,
And the beauty and grace…
Will be emblazoned in my mind forevermore
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Belles fleurs fleurissent
Cet amour que je ressens pour toi est fort
Pensez a vous nuit et jour
Je soupconne que vous sentez la meme chose
Alors, venez a moi mon amour
Et que les fleurs s'epanouissen