Unfinished Business
By Leria Hawkins
Date: October 23,2020
It's where we are, where we'll leave it
Set free in a jungle of digital bits and bytes
It's timeworn and imperfect
Having had its fair share of dings, stings and fading scars
But ooh...the storms that it weathered, the cold that it braved
Yet somehow, it remained standing
And without sense or sensibility
I held it close for decades long
Trying hard to polish it to that perfect shine
But it remained dark, suspicious, stained
Still, I cradled it in the softest parts of my heart
Knowing just how very delicate it really was
How just one wrong breath could bring it crashing down
A fracture, a hairline crack that I could never mend
Sometimes, things appear flawless, so very, very perfect
But are just too fragile to hold, too easily broken
By careless hearts and hands,
By crass gestures and unspoken words
So it's better this way, it's where we are,
Where we'll leave it...
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I would like to translate this poem
Yes the unfinished business often seem resolved but only detected when confronted. Need to be resolved always. Try to find and resolve. Good work.