OLD AGE CONTRACTS
Sadness calls me time after time
The weight of the world is beyond my carrying
Old age contracts
And I in the circle of my own smallness
Focus my worries on a few
As I always have
Life goes on
I go on for now
Another poem is written which does not mean much to anyone
But I am writing it
The world is another place now
And I am at home writing my small words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am glad you keep writing, your words fill the soul with more than one meaning, I think the whole world could relate to, young and aged alike, thank you for share, the weight of world seems lighter when we find poems of such great depths.