I have a handy draw, an untidy draw,
a draw of 'things that might come in handy'
paper bags, string, sticky tape,
a broken screwdriver and assorted screws washers and nails.
yes and right at the back I found a picture of you
and me when we were young and never needed
a draw of 'things that might come in handy'
we never looked to tomorrow only to today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem