Wishes, demands.
They surround me.
Dreams and hope,
do not hound me.
Remember the day I found you,
and woe to the night when you left.
Waiting now
for tomorrow.
Not knowing, caring, not now,
whether all the events that were promised
will tomorrow remember today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice sentimental one, Herbert.Well done.thank you.