One less than twenty.
That's forty chunks of 6 month time spans.
6 months that i've lived,
40 times.
In 6 months
I'll be making a decision
that will tear me apart.
But,
in this fortieth 6th month span
I'll be trying my hardest
to live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting way to break it down, (or break it up?) . Don't despair, there's plenty of time left! -chuck