Retrieve for me, what most
Magical through Time
Are of your hands, Memory
Sent back; and let's see
There bearing, a child's own
Joyful extended is not
But christmassy shown!
While losing count, what had
From off them been lost
In balls' high bouncing, askew
Kept rolling years through.
Letting go, each stone's hold
Remorseful all together;
Through acts uncontrolled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Running through the activities of yesteryears. Beautiful...10.
Thanks so much again. Happy Christmas!