Oh Garden
Oh garden of mine
Where did you go?
I saw you yesterday
Clear but unknown.
Garden of mine
I knew you well.
Yesteryear where I would dwell.
I knew you so well.
But alas, I knew
That yesterday was not new.
It was not for me to dwell in.
Today was the special day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Living in our nostalgic past may have its own charms but it is our today that is all important for us. Thank you, Vera.