i agree, it is like forgetting to turn off the light
at the rear door, the one who does not want to be made
important, the one who has always been at the backdrop
of your life,
the whole night it was on and then
the following morning you see it
still lighting
but then you turn it off and
there you remember how is it to be so faithful
and yet forgotten
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem