Forever Young
the rose colored morning light,
the breeze-
the introduction of the night
with ease.
the solemn promises we made,
the stars-
while drinking gin and lemonade
in cars.
with every setback and retreat
we knew
that we'll get on our feet
anew.
when we were children, we sought thrill
and fun-
now much older, we are still
forever young.
July 29,2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
morning light, life is perfect with light.