I Think I'Ll Smile [another Transl.] Poem by Dorota Szumilas

I'll smile I think
eventually
at the memories of my family
and not only those

I think
I won't remember you
it's not worth my time, effort or my will

I think
the world's as beautiful as trees
in may bloom

I think
the whiteness of a lilac, a chestnut tree, a mountain-ash
is as beautiful as can be
if you want it to be

although slowly
I'm smiling
at the beautiful world around me

I'm smiling
also at you

(transl. by Urszula Sledziewska)