Sunsets fade to black
seasons change
love moves through its cycles...
romance, marriage, divorce
children grow
parents die
friendships are made and broken
crows-feet etch once-bright eyes
hairlines recede, as do the gums...
today's truth is tomorrow's lie.
The point?
Life is a kaleidoscope,
the only thing you can truly count on
is that it will change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that is a really nice poem.it is an interesting perspective,