Born under the stars
of the late 19th Century
she gasped in awe
as the 20th Century stars
revolved
about her head
wondering in her mind
if she would ever see
21st Century stars
glinting in her eyes
and yes
she almost makes it
but she leaves
just as the 21st century arrives
its stars searching everywhere
for the wonder of her
night after endless night.
I have a dear, dear friend who fits this bill so perfectly... She said she has gone from walking behind the rear end of a mule to seeing a man walk on the moon. What a lifespan it has been for her, and she just celebrated her 94th birthday! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful epitaph, Dónall.