As we grow older we seem to lose our wonder and
enthusiasm for life and living it.
We no longer grasp the tragedy of dying young,
because we have gone beyond that particular stage
in life.
Now in senior years, life becomes a burden to be
suffered through, no dreams left or goals to
reach.
A dead end in what was once a fruitful and rich
life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem