Illness of a friend
brings reunion
and fresh encounter
as families and old friends.
Here we find time to recall
past memories, to laugh
at past mistakes
and to extend a helping Hand
to this friend who once was strong
and now stands much dependent
because of his serious illness.
It´s just a matter of time
that this fresh encounter
will also have its end
as this friend will cross
the border in life
to that new heaven of peace.
Life is short; we cannot will
to let it continue in so
many linear years.
Life is a gift given, and also
a gift that is taken away by death.
We might as well accept
the fact that every life
has its end and its death.
Let us simply make the best
of this fresh reunion and encounter
with our precious friend and beloved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem