The people in my present
and those from times long past
are markers on my journey
some fleeting, some to last
Sometimes it takes a minute
sometimes an hour will do
at other times a decade
proves if a friend is true
Some people are forgotten
some leave without goodbyes
some show up unexpected
some break old hallowed ties
Some friends are kind and caring
while others strange of ways
in sharing their affection
with scarce a word of praise
Some glide like graceful skaters
in thoughts of past affairs
some tender, some regretful
some burdened down with cares
The people in my present
and those from times long past
are markers on my journey
some fleeting, some to last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again your poem flows and what consistent thoughts flow through it. I like it. Read mine - Sonnet Beyond Love - Adeline