I left behind some flowers
Beside that gravestone
I had sat there for hours
But I wasn't alone
I felt that the company
That I had sought
Had offered to stay with me
Without too much thought
So I made conversation
And spoke of the days
When a brief explanation
Would hand me some praise
I came here to sit a while
Came to reflect
How life still goes on in style
With lots of respect
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem