Sooner or later
We are all called home
We go on that journey
That others before us have known
The every day pains of living
That we all have lived through
Will all come to pass
As loved ones say goodbye to you
The pain that loved ones will feel
Will eventually come to pass
Then good memories of you will take over
In their hearts to forever last
10-11-18/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem