Shadows of strangers walking among us as we go our way,
sometimes stopping, meeting, then continuing through
life.
Seeming like we were to meet for just moments in time
and then move on, each to lives of our own, all through
life, living in our dreams.
Hoping they will one day become a reality, hoping for
fame and money in order to live and take care of our
families.
An inborn sense of responsibility that we want to be
there for our loved ones daily, never wanting to leave
them, just taking care of their every need.
Shadows of strangers walking among us as we go our way,
sometimes stopping, meeting, then continuing through
life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem