Chords of a lively rock and roll song, taking us back in
time when we were much younger and not worrying about the
future.
Lingering in memories upon a photographic memory, being
reminded of what we thought back then, pretty different
than the ones now in our senior years.
Mysteries of what went on, time coming upon us, shading
what we wanted to do with our lives, thinking about the
future and our paths of destiny.
Now wanting and wishing that we could go back in time,
doing something or learning as we continue to age, hope
to experience new thoughts for the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem