Close the cover and turn out the light.
What once was so captivating has reached an end.
Like a bottle of fine wine, now empty before us,
this story has come to a close.
I held you for months and read between your lines
and let myself be guided through the plot.
Now the story is done, the pages are blank,
and I set you on the shelf with other friends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
GREAT POEM, i can see every word, .........