In your private moments have you ever wept for the past
For the good days for you that did not seem to last
Your legs wearied by time can no longer walk fast
And nowadays the clouds of your mind at most times overcast
Near the end of the journey that leads us to death
A short walk often has you struggling for breath
Most of us tire rather easily beyond our life's prime
Eventually we all become victims of time
Live in the now is the best you can do
This goes for everyone and does include you
Yesterday's babies are ageing today
And on their life's journey are on their way
Nostalgia gives rise to sadness as we come to realize
When you think of the past do tears come to your eyes
The past it has gone and the future is what is to be
And you can only live in the now would you not agree?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Most of us tire rather easily beyond our life's prime Eventually we all become victims NO NO NO of time WE ALL ARE BORN TO DIE AT DIE AT DIFFERENT POINTS OF TIME THAT IS NATURES SECRET O POET YOU HAVE COMPOSED POEMS AS MANY PERHAPS AS MANY AS I HAVE MAY BE