Sitting by the window and looking flying bee
Today I’m reading “The Old Man and the Sea“
Coming fabulous days of September 30
I’m counting my age is crossing over 40
I want to go back in my childhood days
Time is going so fast…..growing my age
I remember back when I was really little boy
Those days, nature was my playground and toy
Tear, fear and friends came and went but I’m still alive
What I feel, I can’t say, I’m thankful for whatever I have
Past can’t be changed, but future is still in my hand
You are far from the earth but you’re still on my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem