What happen to those days,
Those comfy dog days?
Those days when the sun had shone bright,
And violence was never the fight?
Those days that the rain fall,
only for the trees to stand tall?
What happen to those days,
Those comfy dog days?
When parents showed love,
And was never above?
Those days that cause no pain,
And many people had a lot of aim.
Those days that children stayed in school.
And was never made a tool by a fool?
Those days that the trees stayed green,
and illuminated the surround like a queen?
Those days that the water forever flowed,
As all the garden grows?
Those days that cats and dogs played
without caring anyway?
What happen to those days.
Those comfy dog days,
Weren't them here to stay?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Times have certainly changed Roshana, and not for the better. I like your poem very much, it contains wisdom and insight, and is very thought-provoking. Well done.