I wish day would never end
there was no time to go to bed
to pursue
with imagination anew
With Coffee percolating
my spirit engaging
life's many offerings
sleep can be sweet
if you have exhausted the day
if you were in it to stay
until you are knocked off your feet
and have no one else to meet
to pursue a path
that splits and splits again
so you don't remember how you began!
and you don't know where you'll end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem