Silently crying because the past is beyond reach in every
way, except memories galore.
Watching images walking and talking, family members, all
of whom are missed greatly.
First being taken away from them all to move to Arizona,
now because most of them are gone.
Thinking of all the moments that never got to be with them,
missed memories, conversations and times together.
All of them gone, a past with no memories to look back upon
now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem