You are never too old
To give and touch
With dreams that hold
And give so much
There is always a time
To become anew
Each oldness and prime
Is all about you
The days are gaining
Their fantasies on
And they are remaining
Till times are gone
Hope's like a direction
To win or to lose
And it's your selection
Whatever you choose
Preform on your try
You might find
The questions to why
You're left behind
The ways are not lost
Though you're there
For life-dices are tossed
To go everywhere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem, that life can be like a toss of the dice!