be grateful for all kind past lovers
who gave happiness in meteorite showers
fate directed flowers to home meadows
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So ture, terence, for whatever is over, we tend to grieve over the loss, rather than be grateful for what has been. This being said, to replace grief with gratefulness is easier said than done