Shaded life hanging in the balance, about to let go.
Is there a word, a look, a touch that can turn, can
change the feelings inside around?
How can anyone know what it will be? If it is wrong,
will the person disappear from your life forever?
Or will there be a tomorrow somewhere on a distant
horizon through the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem