I dream still sometimes
But do not believe in my dreams so much
A lifetime has almost passed
I am still here
But why?
The family the few who care
Perhaps this alone
In the warm winter sun now
In the French Hill District
Where I spent twenty years of my life
On the way to visit and old friend's widow
I write these small lines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shalom, such a heartwarming poem👍👍👍