What will I remember,
What will I forget?
Days and days of promises,
Nights full of regret.
How to pay the lender
When the note is due;
Knowing not the mortgage-
Or when the term is through?
Beautiful poem Patti Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Memory is a precious gift and losing the memory, but not the feelings can leave one in a panic.