Sunlight on her face
Her neutral form passes
A lit measured passage
White hair and shoes
Her growing age illuminated
The resrained gait spirals
Into steps or shuffles
Age's sly stubborn onset
Each meant step loose
Converses with the cobbles
Eloquent the gripped white
Her time in plastic
Sat on the bench
Peace with her space
She looks inwards smiles
Smiles in the sunlight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear micheal beautifully potrayed