Time marches on through life, dragging us along
with the hands of it's clock in rhythm with our
heart beats.
Soothing us in periods of intense grief, bringing
laughter in moments of happiness through our
children and grandchildren's innocent wisdom.
So simple and direct, coming straight from their
minds and out their mouths in a purity of thought
only children have the wisdom to know of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem