Walking to rhythms, thinking about yesterday's innocence
and love of life.
Enjoying every moment that presented itself with a pro-
found joy, bringing such happiness and giving pleasure.
A wonderful time, wanting to relive it all once again,
knowing that it's impossible, because those we have
loved are now gone and have left us alone.
Now having to make the best of things and creating more
memories with those who are still living and loving us.
Preserving these new memories to look back upon in the
future and sharing with family and friends.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The life that is to be enjoyed in properways and a poem of life and likes.