It has become
a hallmark of change;
repeated through the ages
as a sad truth for those
who cling to the past.
For some,
the sorrow of CHANGE,
waning comforts of old ways,
gives reason to grieve and mourn ....
“Gone are the good old days”.
But within young, new hearts,
lies the hope of renewal.
They are the promise
lighting the way to new frontiers,
“brand new days”;
the vision that will re-define us,
reform the society,
create and pave the way
for tomorrow’s children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem