Into life's final dream, watching past memories slowly
go by - not in sequence - but beautiful just the same.
Good times shared with those we love, holding these
thoughts in our hearts to take with our souls on
journeys of last horizons, benefiting days that we have
left.
Sharing memories in one another's minds, brings happiness
when we look into each other's eyes and lasts as we say
our final good-byes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem