Let’s take a walk
To the end of the dock.
We could be silent…
Or we could talk.
Looking into the sunset,
You appear as a vignette.
You are ahead of me
Looking back with regret.
Now we stand at the brink
Staring down as thoughts sink
Into the depths of memories.
Compassion is our uniting link.
6/18/07
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem