We didn’t think it would end this soon;
The journey is finally over.
There were days that were as hot as June
And nights that were much colder.
There were moments that felt so good
And made each one of us glad,
Whiles some moments changed our mood
And made each one of us sad.
Our dreams became reality;
Reality has become history.
All because of the gravity
Of time’s never ending mystery.
With every good moment,
The end is sure to come.
So don’t let go of the memories;
A good friend is surely one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem