Surrendering very little back to life,
the time became solely my own
Which I spent on myself and the ones I loved,
protecting what inside was my home
The years raced along with my memory endowed,
regrets being seldom and few
Each choice that I made—every promise I kept,
my spirit enthroned sovereign and new
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January,2019)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem.......thanks