When beauty fades
and your youth wastes away,
What will become
of your pretty face?
your fulsome lips
and your silken skin,
now flaccid shrouds
over a creviced grin.
When your beauty fades
and your youth wastes away,
will he still love you
........as he did on this day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very important question to ask oneself. Permanent and unconditional love does it really exsist? Very good write.