I will not look the same
in the coming years
My hair will turn gray
My face will get lines
My teeth will lose their shine
My eyes will grow tired
But remember my dear
My hair will still be curled
My face will still light up
My teeth will still smile
My eyes will still see love
When it is my time to leave
Remember me not
For the material things
But instead Remember
How much I loved you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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