Love is like binoculars
Love brings 'far away' to us
helps us see her really close
helps to pinpoint who she is
one bad thing to field glasses:
one wrong move-she's lost to you
you can scan the thickets hard
you won't find her easily
searching, scanning: Alzheimer's.
searching, scanning: overwhelmed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You WERE listening in chapel, weren't you? ! I like this coupled-poem stuff, it comes across really well.... plus, there's a lot of experienced truth here that I think we're beginning to understand-way to break it down in words; it's very powerful.