Time runs out fast
Yesterday, I remember
I was a little baby girl
An innocent baby
Who everybody loved
That’s was before I say the first word
Now when I look in the mirror
I just see me, myself and me
I don’t see anyone else around the mirror
People that I knew loved me before
When I sleep at night
I have sweet dreams that I liked a lot
When I have nightmares in the middle of the night
I have no one beside me
Someone to hold my hand
Time runs out fast
When I realise that today
I’m fifteen years old
And my life is not the same anymore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Gloria, At a very early age you have caught the fundamental truth of life! Time runs out fast - that cannot be denied! Trust in HIM and he will send - someone to hold your hand, it would be God sent! Keep writing without pretence! -Raj