In our later stage
I bet
And let you know
It does not go or perish
But remain in memory as very fresh
At least in one's life span
There shall be no plan
To keep in store
Everything for use in future
Some of good gestures
Shown to you by neighbors
May always appear on screen
And everything is clearly seen
Life may not present
Lovely sides or send
Some good moments
But allow you to enjoy past noble acts of others
Sometimes we remember
The kind old lady who always whispered
Some blessing words
For bright sun shine always
It is not related in our later stage
But we are moved with our age
When no one has time to sit by our side
We are left alone to think and decide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem