I might have been rich if I'd wanted the gold instead of the friendships
I might have had fame if I'd sought for renown in the hours when I
Now I'm standing to-day on the far edge of life, and I'm just looking
backward to see
What I've done with the years and the days that were mine, and all that
has happened to me.
I haven't built much of a fortune to leave to those who shall carry my
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem