Time marches on through life, dragging us along with the
hands of it's clock in rhythm with our inner heartbeats.
Soothing us in periods of intense grief, bringing laughter
through moments of happiness through our children and
grandchildren's innocent wisdom, so simple and direct.
Coming straight from their minds and out their mouths in a
purity of thought only children have the wisdom to know of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem