Stretched beyond endurance, being pulled in many directions,
not wanting to go in any of them.
Silent, yet thinking abundantly of the many things in life
that have yet to be done.
Many ideas needing to be placed in poems, left quietly in
lines of prose, having so much to say.
Allowing others to read whatever they choose, hoping some
of the words will touch others in a positive way.
Helping them in their lives somehow and touching others
after sharing them with family and friends.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem