Like wine uncorked to breathe the air,
my heart and mind become
The richness of this life I've lived,
all fortune on the run
Not looking back, but looking in,
the key to feelings past
Where hides a treasure, memory locked
—its legacy recast
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2017)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful! thank you