We start each day afresh
trying to make it better than the last
forgetting all our misdemeanours
that we made in the past.
We grab at each new minute
as if it were our last,
tie it with perfection
and try and make it last.
We care not what the world
has to say about us,
we are living every minute
in case it is our last.
We wrap our love around us
to keep out the cold
and hope that it will protect us
when eventually we get old.
We make each minute we are together
last forever and ever.
2 August 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem