Oh absence
Which makes the heart not fonder but harder, stiffer, colder
That tells us nothing though we expect enlightenment
At least carrying forward a smile to be used at a future date
The origin of the nickname "Queen of the Mole People"
The result of a joke about the subterranean nature of our temporary classroom
Beloved diva, you wore it proudly for the love of friends and peers
One day, we will turn around and realize that we had the time of our lives
And attempt to reclaim the moment, the adventure
That's a journey that defies the natural order
The natural order is change
Because life is about saying goodbye to people you've known and cared about
While drudgery pulls us mechanically forwards
We hold on to moments that have no permanence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem