I’ve loved and won and loved and lost
and never stopped to count the cost.
For love’s a gamble you must take.
You have no choice make no mistake.
An age old question, ever new.
Which sometime will be asked of you.
Will you wager on happiness
and bet your life upon success.
Or are you too afraid to try
and let your chances pass you by
Then when you’re old and grey and bent
.How bitterly you will repent
the opportunities you missed.
You can’t remember being kissed.
12-Jun-08
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I would like to translate this poem
Very, Very nice, Ivor. I do like this one a lot. A good message and you, sir, are a master of rhyme and meter. Thanks and have a great day. Definitely a 10. Richard