Our lives are strung together
By seasons three months long
All stretched out in a long, long row
With binds between so strong;
Memories interwoven and treasured
In the caverns of our minds
Waiting patiently there for us to revisit
And feel again those binds;
We cannot re-live the past
But the feelings will always stay
And people and places we loved
From our hearts will never stray
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good writing, thanks, I like it.