He died
Last year
She died
This year
I wonder,
Whose
Turn
Would it be
Next year...
The following
Year, and
So on and
So forth...
Year after
Year....
Theme could be Death / Continuity / Cycle or Thirst (the never-ending thirst that death has for life)
Wrote this today after seeing the funeral of our neighbour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem