Here we are
You there, me here
Separated til time stares
Upon us ends fair
Fate can be too patient
We lack the same of it
Bound by impatience, we are
Trying to expedite the anticipated future
Only to destroy it with by what we lack
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simple but it is sooooooooo touching...keep them coming...