My hair is grey now and my body broken.
My mind is not as sharp as it once was.
But I have time to reflect on the dreams
and hopes I once had.
The hopes and dreams are just a fading memory now.
of the past for the future that had never occurred.
Life gives us many choices.
We are young and inexperienced,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem