Always the strong and brave
voices of encouragement;
they were the picture of confidence.
An inner strength and resolve
carried them through many a storm;
helped lift and guide others on as well.
Now, as they age,
for the first time they feel real fear,
weak in their growing vulnerabilities;
small in a faster paced world.
“Growing old together”
is what they promised,
that very hope carried them through;
it’s just not as romantic
as it used to sound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem