Once found boring!
Now so adored.
Those we accused,
Of hanging up...
Their dancing shoes.
To choose a life,
Free of partying...
Night after night.
Instead of sleeping and getting,
Their rest.
Eating right.
As they carefully watched,
Their appetites.
Once found boring!
Now so adored.
Those we accused,
Of hanging up...
Their dancing shoes.
To choose a life,
Free of partying...
Night after night.
Instead of sleeping and getting,
Their rest.
Eating right.
As they carefully watched,
Their appetites.
And now they are the ones...
Alone home sitting,
Wishing to rid from...
Those aches and pains to them have come.
While those once found boring,
Seem to do whatever they choose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem