I listened to them.
Yesterday when the sky seemed always gray.
To remember the sound of their laughter.
To wonder why,
They enjoyed the doing of it...
Much more than I did.
Today feeling cheerful when I whistle,
I look at them under a bright and cloudless sky.
To remember their laughter.
I laugh as I reminisce.
They listen.
I enjoy the doing of it knowing I've been blessed.
But it seems the sound of my doing it,
Makes them sad as if they are depressed.
And...
I move on.
Not to look back.
Or wonder why!
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
Those times when I felt so blue.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
Those sorrows that no one knew.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
All that I had lived through.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce.
I laugh as I reminisce.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
Those times when I felt so blue.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
Those sorrows that no one knew.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce,
All that I had lived through.
I've got to laugh when I reminisce.
I laugh as I reminisce.
I have got to laugh when I reminisce.
I laugh as I reminisce.
I have got to laugh when I reminisce.
I laugh as I reminisce.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem