Old photographs and letters
Thrown to the flames
Memories turned to ash
Carried away in the wind
Stories burn away
In the dance of the fire
Sometimes a lifes better forgotten
As good memories bring sorrow
Come the morning
The simmering remains
Leave nothing to be remembered
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sad ending. Perhaps it's better to keep one memento. What's done, cannot be undone. Better to save a memento or two, hidden away, than to have regrets later.