The someday I thought of in years long gone by
Now sits on my doorstep and won’t go away
It’s time friend, it beckons, to live out those dreams
A youthful mind conjured last heartbeat, it seems
Take stock, a voice whispers, of where you have been
Be bold in your searching and look deep within
Some victories sprinkled with many a loss
Friends, strangers and loved ones, the heartaches, the dross
Drink deeply of memories both noble and small
Relive all the good times as well as the falls
Lament long past errors and smile at the whims
Sing, celebrate, filling your cup to the brim
Where will you be going when life’s path is done
Consider the unknown and trust you have won
Remember your cottage is no longer young
In front of its threshold that shadow belongs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem