My book of poetry I lay way;
The click of the switch marks the close of day
Alone in the dark with time to think,
As if of life to take one long drink
And savor the flavor so eminently brewed,
For thought and reflection are life's food.
So eat, drink, and remember along,
For thought is Poetry, and poetry is song...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem