Tick Tock - Tick Tock
I have reached my golden years and time, 'passing quickly'
Finds me so often, lost in 'a sip of silence', thinking of what
Is to come and then find I am caught in remembrances of
Yesterday's passions resounding like 'an echo heard' of your
Laughter which 'lingers still' like the music from a softly strummed guitar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is nice. After so many years laughter still lingers as if it has happened not long. Liked it.