I have seen my father cry,
I have seen my sister cry.
Also my dear mother cry,
Many others besides and I.
That is one real reason why,
All of us do sometimes try.
To show a sympathetic sigh,
For all others as we go by.
As each year that comes along,
Sweeter still is the song.
Love and honour and we bless,
Those with plenty, those with less.
Knowing all wealth and power,
Crumble they do at any hour.
The world forgets you and me,
In a short time, shadows flee.
amazing balancing between: As each year that comes along, Sweeter still is the song. and: The world forgets you and me, In a short time, shadows flee no one can creating this meaningful imaginary, apart from great poet Shaun 10/10 Well Done
Thank you Soran for your uplifting kind words. Your latest poem Travels is magnificent it knocks me for six every read. I count myself fortunate I live in a time when magic is a reality and shared among all. I have thurs and Friday off to reply and finish reading any of your poems I've missed. Take care Soran and please keep writing for everyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Showing sympathy and love. Interesting poem.
Thank you Kingsley for your good comment sir. Take care man and the loved ones around you. I wish you well.