The light in my life has gone out, no more to be seen
on this earth.
Leaving only the poetry I've written behind to be read
so others can see that the light was once real and lit.
Now there is no longer a reason to keep the light glow-
ing, putting away pen and paper, now closing my poetry
journal for the last time.
Fading into the nonexistence of this earthly life where
once my life had begun and has now ended.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is not yet time to put the pen and paper down! I am sure poetry is in your life blood. Without it, you may slip into non existence! Keep the light burning with greater glow! Don't let the whiff of a wind blow down the candle! A very very poignant write! 10+++++