They met too late and they both knew
that meeting late would never do.
For time was against them in every way.
The clock was ticking their time away.
“Oh, “said she, “this should never be.
There’s not enough time to be with thee.”
He listened quietly and knew she was right.
They had their chance earlier to unite,
but were afraid to say what they did feel.
They became victims of what time does steal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like they say, 'There's no time like the present' - which is very true. I like the poem Edwina, it has a nice flow to it.