Although the days' length extends
your days grow shorter
although manfully battling on
the fatigue creeps closer
Spring has now come
and you enjoy its light
the leaves unfolding
the flowers coming out
Green fingers feel
their way around
to pretty up
your home of long years
Many have now gone on ahead
and memories remain
not many now remain
who have shared your years
As the darkness falls
I know what will transpire
but I cannot yet let go
although I feel I must
A good start with a nice poem, Guido. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The older you get, the shorter the days seem! Nice poem. Enjoyed.