Morbid curiosity has begun.
Health has started to fail.
I'm getting old and frail.
Life is winding down.
I look into a mirror at an old man breaking down.
Age has caught me, only hindsight remains.
In my heart, I gave more than I took.
God knows I did it my way and won't be second-guessed.
I did love and was loved in return
and for this, I feel blessed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem