Yesterdays are gone
Nothing keeps still
It just gets on and on
Some dreams to fulfill
Hope is in its days
With the love we give
Sometimes hopes are grays
Those we‘ll have to revive
Tomorrow comes bright
Into a day of going
After its starry night
Daybreak‘s of new glowing
Nothing is here for long
It has just a twinkling
To make right or wrong
What its dreams bring
Future is not yet here
But it is on its way
We will have it soon to share
As it comes here to play
Life is a way and try
In its giving and taking
Times of low and high
In its ways of making
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem