Sensing sentiments and emotions of the seniors, having a
great time, but memories seeming to creep slowly in.
Minds seeing tears smarting their eyes, remembering past
good times with their own children and Grandchildren.
Hearts breaking a little amongst all the joy and happiness
being brought about by all the children around them.
Enjoying and having a great time in spite of the memories
trying to break into the good times being had right now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem