If I must mourn you,
let it be with smiles and tears,
without regret in the shadows.
Let me rejoice in the past
without our sentimentality
and non-existent promises.
Let me love you
for what you were
and how you were
with me.
But let me mourn you
if that is what
will set me free.
(Curitiba,18 May,2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful....though not as easy task..... but we can only embrace the present once we let go of the past...