Memories don't die if they have meaning,
Just like a dropp of water to dehydration.
Those ticking moments of your life,
Weren't too quick to grasp,
My mind took a moving picture,
That will never freeze.
Death can take a life,
But not a memory of you,
Because you were vivid in my life.
Always there watching over me,
As I grow up to die.
(Dedicated to Colin John Douglass 1944-2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was a very beautiful poem..... the last three lines