Recording memories in our minds allows us to remember them
in later years, giving us expectations and dreams that we
had when younger.
At times they become realities in life, bringing us great
rewards and inspiration.
Sometimes they are never found again and nothing comes into
lives near their ends.
Expectations and dreams all ended when younger, no longer
anticipated on our lonely walk to final horizons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem