They say getting old is like being young
only your body runs and leaves you behind
But this isn’t as bad as
looking for things you once threw away
later to find they’re the cornerstone
of your life transformed.
I love the path this takes me on....although only a few lines, it says so very much
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Getting old..You are still the same old you only you get confused by the face that stares back from the mirror.. It's not who you feel like... I agree.. Looking for things we threw away.. hmmm.. That's a whole meal for thought! ! !