Here today,
To maybe think about tomorrow.
Any Sunrise that comes to set,
Upon eyes conscious.
And thoughtless to return a thankfulness
Unquestioned are those blessings that come,
One receives to get.
With a numbing effect of a clock that ticks,
And having a way of blocking out...
A life easily misunderstood to take for granted.
Here today,
To maybe think about tomorrow.
With thoughts left to linger.
But seldom appreciated are those experiences,
Given to us to witness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem