I don't know why
But in my old age
A feeling of joy
Lingers about me
Doing the small errands of life
Is usually a pleasure
I look forward to-
I don't know why
I just like it-
Just being here
Brings me a kind of happiness
I cannot understand or explain.
Sometimes, the most insignificant, brings us happiness in the simplest ways. And we should be grateful, even for awakening, to the light of a brand new day and not being slaves, in any terrible and desperate way.
Just being here Brings me a kind of happiness I cannot understand or explain..fine poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
old age those who can enjoy it brings happiness for them