Each day as I wake Up,
I find myself bound by chains.
Lazy to get up,
And remain awake.
Trying to return,
Into bliss dreams.
But I find myself unlocked.
By many different keys.
The keys of love.
My parents and friends.
They make me live.
So I live for them.
If I ever lose a key,
I lose a part of me.
Very nice... the keys you mention are truly the keys of/to life... Terry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is sooo true. Keep on writing.