As I pick up a new life
The one left behind
Continues to drag itself
To my awareness
Filling my senses
With remorse
Longing
Death
Then comes an unseen future
Growing hope and trust giving
New love to my battered heart
Seeing with eyes that were blinded
No longer
Now to follow the path without
Resistance moving forward
Happy to be living
Hoping for the adventure
That will bring me closer
To her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rick this is a good one keep it up hey