Rolling incessantly down lanes of memory,
being re-introduced to relatives gone beyond life.
Gathering their wisdom and carrying it with me to
learn and become wiser in final days of life.
Walking into rooms of old, remembering the smells,
sounds, expressions on faces I knew when I was
younger.
Now awaiting my presence into realms beyond earths'
limits, looking forward to being together again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem