Watching ice float in my drink of water, gives me a sort of poem in an echo of a tomb I saw one day, when in a graveyard filled with family.
Thinking of the people I loved with all my heart, now knowing that they are lost to me forever here on earth while I am still alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is hard to carry on when dearest ones are not there for you....nice poem loved it