He left this world in a blaze of light
And it was the best he had felt all night
Just driving his car home that time
When he saw the truck in quite a bind
But that was over now the pain was gone
And he could feel he was no longer alone
When he saw the comforting bright white light
It made what was wrong now be alright
Then he saw two figures walk on out
And was laughing now he knew what it was about
It was his mother and father smiling true
'Hello son, you are now home - there is no more to do.'
© Paul Warren Poetry
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I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful and optimistic perspective on death I'm not so sure most of us will see that bright white light Probably more like an orange yellow glow of intense heat Our souls instead of ghosts