Early Morning hours I could hear the birds start to chirp
Outside my open window, pondering
Conclusion, life has new meaning when you face
Past history's of mistakes
You know in your heart that there was nothing anyone could do
So now it's just a ghost of a memory
That's best left in the past
Eye's start to drop
You sleep in blissful peace
What's done can not be undone except the remains of memory that keeps a place in mind forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life has new meaning when you face Past history's of mistakes You know in your heart that there was nothing anyone could do So now it's just a ghost of a memory I love this! , so thoughtful and atuned with a real truth, dont let the ghost hold back from now