Looking at these pictures of those not so distant days
Or so they seemed to me
Wondering where it all went,
how it all went away
how it happened
looking at these pictures
of a younger me,
Of a me, not so scared
Not so worn,
Not so sad
A happier me
Before times went bad
Before the pain
Before the sadness
Looking at these pictures of me,
With a smile on my face,
A time so long past
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I would like to translate this poem
Time goes by fast for everyone. Important though is to live everyday to its fullest. I like your word choice Of a me, not so scared Not so worn, Not so sad Keep up the good work