The mementos of your life
Are everywhere to be found, 
Either in the dreams of mists in rain soaked skies-
Or recalling those memories- 
embattled in the ground.
Each is stored in one's memorys
stubborn wake-
And scrumptious are they when played, 
As the fillings of your dear epochs
Comprise the layers 
in Life's-Layer-Cake.
And all the layers
lead you to one more path-
From childhood to tethered age, 
But, "Careful! " 
don't stay with one layered chew-
Or you could miss a future page.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    