The past is a present
Tied in a bow
With tissue-lined lessons
Each clock tick bestow
The moments, so calming
They float on our heels
Commanding attention
A magic one feels
The past is a present
A gift for us now
Just one last embrace
Or one final bow
The present, the gift
Until comes tomorrow
A memory of yesterday
Sans times of sorrow
The past is a present
The future a wonder
A magical time until
All fades asunder
(5-24-2012)
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I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, like it.