Books photographs and letters
trash in many tatters
dirty clothes on the floor
No more by my door
Vanished before my eyes
into many huge boxes
A sad tear falls
Nothing upon my walls
New place to call home
All there are very welcome
Although it is not the same
No one can be to blame
Many go through this situation
Not alone in Life's confrontation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem