I do not know where I am this morning
So many feelings so many memories
So much loss so much sadness
So much beauty desired and forever gone
So much life over-
I wish I knew how to write all in me
But I cannot even begin to-
Oh life being lived as if it will never be
As good as it once might have been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shalom, such a fine poem...10+++