Under the stars, these streets
Look very different in the dark.
They seem so poignant and surreal.
Here we once laughed and played
In the vast, green age of youth.
Now we can only experience
Former sights and sounds from
A distance like reclusive angels.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dominic another marvellous and illuminating message on display here. A wonderfully phrased and tightly woven poem on time and its memories and again, another great closing line to wrap it al up in a poetry bow.10++ and thank you writing this and sharing too. Take care and stay blessed.