Looking around
you see your home
those you love
things you care about
things you wish you could change
In that deafening silence you realize
you see the small things you hadn't realized
you see the little things people do
you notice much more than before
you think about your life
Silence brings thoughts of
what you've done in the past
what you are doing in your present
and what will happen in your future
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem