the days seem longer
the way they seemed
when I was just a child
I don't have much to do
but I stay busy
I smile and laugh and feel
perhaps I stayed too long
the night is miles away
soon I'll be moving on
I'll greet the longest day
time is nothing now
nothing but my servant
I don't have much to do but I stay busy I smile and laugh and feel... nice expression with lovely theme. Brilliant poem shared. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life and the priorities of a man change with age. For one who has lived a fuller life, there are no regrets when the time to say final goodbye comes. Even the death becomes friendly. Thanks, Barry. Your poetry has taken a philosophical route l these days,