I wish I'd held the moment,
Wish I'd understood the meaning,
Wish I'd called the very minute fever broke.
I wish I'd moved to Memphis
While the children didn't matter,
But I found myself in Phoenix in the rain.
I never thought to hide that
I was searching for an answer
To the age-old feeble question about life-
The 'why' of one's existence
That remains a shrouded secret
Only some can almost understand through pain.
I wish, I wish, I wish, but
That was then and this is now; and
Now is all we have, the wishes gone.
Return, if you can stand it,
Sail the vessel of forgiveness
Through the storm that may not ever find refrain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem