There were times when I use to laugh
where I had felt so much younger.
Feeling the joy of its pleasure well down in my soul
From far beneath its down and under.
It took me to a special place
Where I once always loved to go.
But with time and age it seems
I remembered it less to know.
I try to laugh now every chance I get
If only just to chuckle at myself.
Bringing up all the youth once known
Of my younger special kind of self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem